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Let me go let me go" and, rushing up the ladder, he would, in all probability, have ended his earthly career in the salt sea, had his bullet head not encountered the broadest part of the purser, who was in the act of descending, with such violence, that he shot him out of the companion several feet above the deck, as if he had been discharged from a culverin; but the recoil sent poor Donnally, stunned and senseless, to the bottom of the ladder.
He knew absolutely nothing of what had happened upstairs in his master's room, because he had spent his entire time in the kitchen until he was sent for by the Secret Service agent, Symonds. Warren declined to cross-examine Donnally, and he was excused. Symonds was then recalled to the stand.
"And dat's a lie, if ever dere was one," exclaimed Peter Mangrove, jumping from the berth. "Look at me, you Irish tief, and tell me if I have a blue light or a conger eel at my stem?" This was too much for poor Donnally. He yelled out, "You'll believe your own eyes now, yeer honour, when you see one o'dem bodily before you!
You were in that room, were you not?" "I was, Mr. Senator; but you must remember I could not see. I did not pass my hand over all the chairs or other furniture in the room; otherwise I might have found his overcoat and hat." "Could not your attendant, Donnally, have seen them?" wrote Warren. "Certainly, Mr. Senator; but Donnally did not enter the room with me.
He was standing in the hall when I went inside and closed the door." "When did you first hear of Captain Lloyd's death?" was Warren's next question. "Colonel Baker came in the next afternoon and told me." "I have no further questions to ask this witness," announced Warren, after consulting Nancy. When Goddard retired, his place was taken by his attendant, Donnally.
He informed me that dinner was being served, but I had no appetite and did not care to go in and join a lot of strangers. When we reached the door of our sitting-room I told Donnally to go down stairs and get his dinner; that I would ring for him if I needed his assistance. I then entered the sitting-room and felt my way to a chair by the fireplace.
"Fright be d d!" roared Donnally; "no man ever frightened me: but as his honour was skewering them bloody thieves forward, I was boarded and carried aft by the devil, your honour pooped by Beelzebub, by ," and he rapped his fist on the table until every thing on it danced again.
"Where were you on the afternoon of Monday, March 6th, last?" "I went for a drive with my attendant, Donnally, and did not return to Mrs. Lane's until some time after four o'clock." "State to the court what occurred after your arrival at the boarding house?" "With Donnally's assistance I went directly to my room.
The pirates seemed aware of this themselves, for they now made a desperate attempt forward to carry their antagonist by boarding, led on by the black captain. "Murder, fire, rape, and robbery! it is capsized, stove in, sunk, burned, and destroyed I am! Captain, Captain, we are carried aft here Och, hubbaboo for Patrick Donnally!"
"Please your honour," said the man, as soon as he had gathered himself up, and had time to turn his quid, and smooth down his hair; but again the uproar was renewed, and Donnally was lugged in, scrambling and struggling, between two seamen "this here Irish chap, your honour, has lost his wits, if so be he ever had any, your honour. He has gone mad through fright."
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