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When the children had been accommodated with some garments, the Walrus turned to the Dodo, and said, "Veil, now, I egspecdt dat you vant some glothes, too, dond't id?" "No, thank you," said the Dodo, proudly, settling his necktie and folding his wings primly. "I have my gloves; they are quite sufficient." "Bud you haven't any ting on your body," said the Walrus.
You know you haf bedder look von de vind as Ah got. Ah sail mein sheep! Ah dond't vait for de fair winds nor not'ings!" "No," said Burke, "but ye get 'em, all the same. Everybody knows ye've th' divil's own luck, Schenke!" "Und so you vas! Look now, Cabtin Burke. You t'nk you got so fast a sheep as mein, eh? Veil! Ah gif you a chanst to make money.
Gordon iss to be mine partner, anyvay. As for Captain Barry, I dond't know," he chuckled, regarding the skipper with eyes that twinkled and shot between Barry's face and Natalie just behind him. The girl colored like a peony, as if some unsuspected instinct within her told her whither his words were driving.
Schenke saw the pleased look with which old Burke regarded the Yankee's preparations for departure. "Goot bizness, eh?" he said. "You t'ink you fly de flack on de Hilda nex' Sonndag, Cabtin? Veil! Ah wish you goot look, but you dond't got it all de same!" "Oh, well, Captain Schenke, we can but thry," said the old man.
"Dey dond't like de hard vork, Cabtin. . . . Dey dond't like it but ve takes der Coop, all de same! Dey pulls goot und strong, oder" he rasped a short sentence in rapid Low German "Shermans dond't be beat by no durn lime-juicer, nein!" Old Burke grinned. "Cocky as ever, Captain Schenke! Bedad now, since ye had the luck of ye're last passage there's no limit to ye!" "Luck! Luck!
"Dond't you undershtandt German, eh?" said the Walrus. "Ach! dat vos verry bad," and he shook his head reproachfully. "I don't know," argued Dick. "I can't see that it matters much. We are not likely to go there, you know." "Not?" said the Walrus, lifting his eyebrows. "Vell, dere vos some funny peoples in der vorld. Perhaps you dond't vant to go dere?" "Not much," admitted Dick.
"I am broud to say dot I fought for my adopted country. But vy do you ask?" "We have met before. I, too, was a soldier. I was at your headquarters once, on a very important mission. I was entertained, sir, in your tent, permitted, to partake of the good, things you had, and sent away happy. "Vell, you dond't say so," said the old man, as he pressed my hand warmly.
With a bit o' luck, now, ye'll be in Falmouth under the hundred." "So. If de vind holds goot. Oh, de Hedwig Rickmers is a goot sheep, no? But if Ah dond't get de crew of de poor lettle Hilda to work mein sheep, Ah dond't t'ink ve comes home so quick as hundert days, no?" "God bless us, man. Shure, it's the least they cud do, now.
"Ah dond't care about de bett," continued the big German. "De bett is noting, but, look here, Cabtin Ah tell you Ah look to vin dot Merchants' Cup. Gott! Ah vass verrickt ven your boys come in first. Ach so! Und now de Cup iss at de bottom of de Pacific." He sighed regretfully. "Gott! I van't t' be de first Sherman to vin dot Cup too!"
An' you kaaping' us in food an' drink an' clothes, bedad all the time." "Vat Ah do, Cabtin. Ah leaf you starfe, no?" "Oh. Some men would have put into the Falklands and landed " "Und spoil a goot bassage, eh? Ach nein. More better to go on. You know dese men Ah get in 'Frisco is no goot. Dem "hoodlums," they dond't know de sailorman vork. But your beoble is all recht, eh! Gott!
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