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A head protruded from a dark upper window. "Yes, you can, Simeon," growled a woman's guttural voice. "Wall I don't know " "Yes, you can." She turned to Orme. "He'll take ye fer five dollars cash. Ye can pay me." Orme turned to Bessie. "Have you any money?" he whispered. "Heavens! I left my hand-bag in my locker at the clubhouse. How stupid!" "Never mind."
As Ross moved and endeavored to rise, she dropped the club, and sank down, crying his name and kissing him. Then she incontinently fainted. Ross struggled to his feet, and, though still weak and nerveless, found some spun yarn in a locker, with which he tied the unconscious victim's hands behind his back, and lashed his ankles together.
Let's open another bottle, said the captain; and that day, perhaps because he was excited by the quarrel, he drank more recklessly, and by four o'clock was stretched insensible upon the locker. Herrick and Huish supped alone, one after the other, opposite his flushed and snorting body.
"The envelopes had been destroyed, and no name was mentioned, but the photograph was endorsed in the Judge's handwriting." She sank down on a locker, and hid her face in her hands. The pitiful dejection in her attitude compelled me to bend over her in quick sympathy. "Please do not take it like that," I urged. "We shall find a way of escape if we keep our courage, and work together."
My kinsman hath learned me to do harder things than this. But now it is time to eat and drink." Therewith he drew victual from out a locker and they fell to. But when they had eaten, Fox taught Hallblithe what he should do in the hall that night, as shall be told hereafter.
John was put into the captain's bunk. It was a good exchange for he was not far from "Davy Jones' locker." We had been on board only a few hours when the fog rolled back again and continued for some time afterward. The vessel was a French fishing brig from the island of St. Malo in the English Channel.
"We can make him a new pair of trousers," was the answer. "Up in my locker I have some pieces of silk I had left over when I dressed my little sister's doll for Christmas. I'll get my needle and thread and the pieces of silk, and this noon, at lunch hour, we'll make a new suit for the Clown. Then he won't be damaged, and you can sell him."
He would cut a drawing out of a newspaper, frame it, hang it up, and be just as tender towards it as if it were an impression with the unique remarque. Mr. Locker had probably inherited his virtuoso's whim from his ancestors.
"Dead ahead. There she is or I'm a candidate for Davy Jones's locker! Put after her, boys!" It was comparatively easy, for the wind had died out the calm before a storm, and as the schooner had no "kicker," or small gasoline engine, as had some of the clammers, she was soon overhauled.
But I, never, never again to my life's end." A terrible look crossed her face as she said this, and with one swift movement she opened a drawer in the locker where she did her writing, and took from it a little book which she thrust, like a packet, into my hands. "Read," she said, with startling earnestness, "read that when you are at sea again.
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