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'T would be a thousand pities so lovely a craft should be cut off in the flower of her days, as it might be, and I do hope she'll lead that bloody sloop on some sunken rock. "Well, there's the other bag of doubloons. It seems Stephen could not get it. That's odd, too, for he's great at grabbin' gold. The man bears his age well; but he's a willian!
"My business is here, on board the Swash, and I must attend to it. Nothing shall tempt me to give up the brig so long as she floats, and sartain folk float in her, unless it might be some such matter as that which happened on the bit of an island at the Dry Tortugas. Ah! he's a willian! But if I do come back, it will be only to get into my own proper berth ag'in, and not to bring Mr.
"He's a willian!" muttered the wife "but but " "You forgive him, Jack yes, I'm sure you do. You are too good a Christian to refuse to forgive him." "I'm a woman a'ter all, Miss Rose; and that, I believe, is the truth of it. I suppose I ought to do as you say, for the reason you mention; but I'm his wife and once he loved me, though that has long been over.
It's Mexican gold, and that's inemy's gold, and might be condemned by law, I do suppose. Stephen had a hankerin' a'ter it, but he did not get it. It come easy enough to the next man that tried. That Spike 's a willian, and the gold was too good for him. He has no conscience at all to think of a gal of nineteen! And one fit for his betters, in the bargain.
"Captain Stephen Spike has greatly disappointed me," observed the aunt, gravely. "I do not know that I was ever before deceived in judging a person. I could have sworn he was an honest, frank, well-meaning sailor a character, of all others, that I love; but it has turned out otherwise." "He's a willian!" mutttered Jack Tier.
The feet and lower limbs of Captain Shirril soon appeared on the rounds of the ladder, with Dinah close behind him. In her eagerness to get at the Indian, she stooped forward, so that her big dusky face showed almost over his shoulders. She was just getting ready to fall on the warrior, when she observed that he was gone. "Whar's dat willian?" she demanded, glancing round the dimly lit room.
And Peabody wrote the assumed name of William Hickey, first with a stub and then with a fine point, both of which signatures she copied like a flash, in each case, however, being guilty of the lapse of spelling the word William "Willian."
I can see him now, with his deep blue roundabout, his bell-mouthed trowsers, both of fine cloth too fine for such a willian but fine it was, and much did it become him." Here Jack made a long pause, during which, though he may have thought much, he said nothing. Nevertheless, he was n't idle the while.
"Stephen Spike is a capital willian!" exclaimed Jack, smelling at a ladle filled with his soup "a capital willian, I call him. To think, at his time of life, of such a handsome and pleasant young thing as this Rose Budd; and then to try to get her by underhand means, and by making a fool of her silly old aunt. It 's wonderful what fools some old aunts be! Quite wonderful!
"It is amazing to me, Jack, that you should stand by your old captain in feeling, while you are helping to thwart him, all you can, in his warmest wishes." "He's a willian!" muttered Jack "a reg'lar willian is Stephen Spike!" "If a villain, why do you so evidently wish to keep him out of the hands of the law? Let him be captured and punished, as his crimes require."
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