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Almost in a panic the company started for the door. In the dim light their sweaty faces appeared ghastly. Isaacs panted asthmatically in the suffocating heat. "What's your haste?" Parlay chuckled and girded at his departing guests. "A last drink, brave gentlemen." No one noticed him.
Well, well, what men will dare for a few little oyster drops! There they are, the beauties! Auction to-morrow, at ten sharp. Old Parlay's selling out, and the buzzards are gathering old Parlay who was a stronger man in his day than any of them and who will see most of them dead yet." "If he isn't a vile old beast!" the supercargo of the Malahini whispered to Peter Gee.
"And then old Parlay proceeded to eat things up," Grief went on. "Pumped three bullets into the scalawag of a lieutenant " "Who lay in sick bay for three months," Captain Warfield contributed.
"What's the name matter?" the supercargo demanded, taking advantage of speech to pause with arms shoved into the sleeves of the undershirt. "There it is, right under our nose, and old Parlay is there with the pearls." "Who see them pearl?" Hermann queried, looking from one to another. "It's well known," was the supercargo's reply.
Parlay skipped with astonishing nimbleness across the crowded room to the barometer on the wall. "Take a look, my brave sailormen!" he cried exultantly. The man nearest read the glass. The sobering effect showed plainly on his face. "It's dropped ten," was all he said, yet every face went anxious, and there was a look as if every man desired immediately to start for the door. "Listen!"
Five minutes afterward, in another submergence, a mess of bodies poured down on them over the top of the cabin. These they seized and held till the water cleared, when they carried them below and learned their identity. Old Parlay lay oh his back on the floor, with closed eyes and without movement. The other two were his Kanaka cousins. All three were naked and bloody.
While he was hesitating she looked at him humorously and said "Good evening, sir!" She was a florid person who wore this sense of humour between hard blue eyes and an iron jaw. Momma took a passionate dislike to her on the spot. "Oh, then you do," said poppa. "You parlay Anglay. That's a good thing I'm sure, for I know mighty little Fransay. May I ask what sort of accommodation you can give Mrs.
The native servants, with bottles of whiskey and absinthe in their hands, shrank together as if for protection and stared with fear through the windows at the mighty wash of the wave lapping far up the beach to the corner of a copra-shed. Parlay looked at the barometer, giggled, and leered around at his guests. Captain War-field strode across to see. "29:75," he read. "She's gone down five more.
Old Parlay groaned, moved one arm impotently, and opened his eyes. In them was the light of recognition. "My brave gentlemen," he whispered haltingly. "Don't forget... the auction... at ten o'clock... in hell." His eyes dropped shut and the lower jaw threatened to drop, but he mastered the qualms of dissolution long enough to omit one final, loud, derisive cackle.
"Parlay voo Frongsay?" began Peter, boldly, and the next moment the crowd recoiled again, for the man with the wild eyes had left leaning against the wall, and had sprung forward and caught Peter's hands, and begun to pour forth a flood of words which, though he could not understand a word of them, Peter knew the sound of.
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