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The body of poor Knox, who had been killed, was laid down at the bottom of the boat, and Togle, who was midshipman of the gig, took his place, so that they very soon recovered the ground which had been lost.
I congratulate you, Jemmy," said Togle, who was trying to get his own nose in order, after its flattening in more senses than one, by putting that of his antagonist out of joint a little.
The announcement, as might have been expected, created, at first, no little dissatisfaction and disappointment throughout the ship, but that was before any one was aware of the reasons of the change. Mr Togle was the first of the midshipmen to hear the news, and down he rushed into the berth, where most of his messmates were collected.
"For my part, I hate the sort of work, it makes one feel all nohow, and sadly injures the appetite; I could scarcely eat my dinner to-day." "One wouldn't have supposed so by the manner you stowed away the grub," answered Togle. "For my part, I don't feel so anxious, because I've made up my mind that we shall catch her some time or other.
He was always on the watch, and the moment a ship dropped her anchor he would come on board to take orders. He knew everybody and everything that was going forward, and was, consequently, a great authority. "Huzza! it is true, for Paolo Muhajiar has heard it," exclaimed Togle, looking hard at Duff. "Well, Jemmy, I'll let you off your bet but you will see that I am right."
"He says he'll bring up a shilling if you heave it overboard," answered Togle, retaliating by seizing the first coin he could lay hands on out of Master Jemmy's waistcoat pocket it was fortunately only half-a-crown. "There, Smaitch, it's too much for one of you though, so both of you be after it."
It was interrupted by the shrill pipe of the boatswain's whistle, and the hoarse cry of "All hands, unmoor ship," which echoed along the decks. "There's something in the wind, any how," exclaimed Jack Raby, as they all jumped up to hurry to their stations. "I told you so," said Togle. "We shall have plenty of adventures before we again see old England, depend on it."
You can take the cobbing first, and then go and ask Mr Saltwell, or the skipper himself, if you like." "You go and be damned, Togle," retorted Duff. "You know well enough that I'm speaking the truth; and mind, old chap, I shall keep you to your bet, two months, you said." "I made no bet," answered Togle.
Saltwell had scarcely turned in when he was again roused up by Togle, the midshipman of the watch, who came to tell him that a suspicious sail was seen to the eastward.
"If we could but get her within range of our guns, there would be some satisfaction in peppering at her," said Jemmy Duff, who, with several of his messmates had gone on the forecastle to have a better view of the chase. "I'd give a month's pay to have only one slap at her." "That's not any overwhelming sum, Jemmy, though," observed Togle, laughing.
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