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"Seems t' me, Davy," he said, in a solemn whisper, at the end of the tale, new told for me, "that the dear Lard took pity. 'You done pretty well, Tommy, says He, 't' put out t' the help o' Jagger in that there gale. I'm thinkin' I'll have t' change my mind about you, says He.
"She've been wonderful sick all winter, an' we been waitin' " "Fifteen, four," said the doctor; "fifteen, six " "Doctor," my father said, touching the man on the shoulder, while Jagger smiled some faint amusement, "does you hear?" It was suddenly very quiet in the cabin. "Fifteen, eight " said the doctor. My father's voice changed ominously. "Is you listenin', zur?" he asked.
He was blue about the lips his eyes sunk in shadowy pits and he was shivering. "'Timmons, says he to me," he chattered, "'I'm going home. I done wrong, says he. 'They'll kill me for this." "An' when he got the dogs in the traces," Jonas proceeded, "I seed he wasn't ready for no long journey. 'Good Lord, Jagger, says I, 'you isn't got no grub for the dogs! 'Dogs! says he.
But you you, zur cured my child, an' I'm wantin' t' do you a service." "I think you can." "I knows I can! I know I knows that which will put Jagger t' makin' brooms in the jail t' St. Johns." "Ah!" the doctor drawled. "I wish," said he, "that I knew that."
Is it you, Docks, that's askin' me that? Well, says he, 'Jagger an' me fixed that all up when I seed him there t' Wayfarer's Tickle. They's three ports above Harbour Deep, an' I'm goin' t' trade un all. 'Twill be a v'y'ge by that time. Then I'm goin' t' run the Sink or Swim back o' the islands in Seal Run. Which done, I'll wait for Tommy Mib t' make up his mind, one way or t' other.
Then he pushed down his thumb, and went on: "And because that was the year we had a bonfire in June, because Doctor Stacey was married for the third time, and we burned all the birches." Then he pushed down his first finger. "And because that was the year we had an extra week's holiday." Down went his second finger. "And because that was the year the Spanish galleon was wrecked on Jagger Rock."
"'Beach her, says he. "'Is you gone an' forgot, says I, 'about Jagger? "'Never you mind about Jagger, Docks, says he. 'I'll see him, says he, 'later. Call the hands, says he, 'an' we'll wreck her like men!" Docks covered his face with his hands. Place was once more given to the noises of the gale. He looked up broken, listless; possessed again by the mood of that time.
As we walked home, that night, the doctor told my sister and me that, whatever the greater world might think of the sin at Wayfarer's Tickle, whether innocuous or virulent, Jagger was beyond cavil flagrantly corrupting our poor folk, who were simple-hearted and easy to persuade: that he was, indeed, a nuisance which must be abated, come what would. The COURSE of TRUE LOVE
Jagger sent a kettle of rum aboard, which I had served to the crew. No attempt was made to get the vessel off.... When I saw Mr. Jagger he told me I was a seven kinds of a fool for putting her ashore where I did. He said it would be all right, anyhow. He said they were all afraid of him.
As for Jagger, he had snatched up his whip, and was now raining blows on the muzzle of the dog, which had taken advantage of the uproar to fly at his legs. In this confusion, the Captain flung open the door and strode in.
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