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"But I can feel 'em," replied Smallbones. "This here dog has a-bitten me all to bits, but a ghost of a dog can't bite anyhow." "No," replied Short. "And now, d'ye see, as Obadiah Coble has said as how spirits must be laid, I think if we were to come for to go for to lay this here hanimal in the cold hearth, he may perhaps not be able to get up again." "That's only a perhaps," observed Coble.
"How dare you beat my dog, you villain?" said the lieutenant at last, choking with passion. "He's a-bitten my leg through and through, sir," replied Smallbones, with a face of alarm. "Well, sir, why have you such thin legs, then?" "'Cause I gets nothing to fill 'em up with."
"Waiting for you, sir," replied Smallbones, humbly. "And the dog?" said Vanslyperken, observing the strewed fragments of the door hatch. "He's a-bitten himself out, sir, I believe." "And where is he, then?" "I don't know, sir; I suppose he's gone down to the boat."
"But I can't feel 'em," replied Smallbones. "This here dog has a-bitten me all to bits, but a ghost of a dog can't bite, anyhow." "No," replied Short. "And now, d'ye see, as Obadiah Coble has said as how spirits must be laid, I think if we were to come for to go for to lay this here hanimal in the cold hearth, he may perhaps not be able to get up again." "That's only a perhaps," observed Coble.
"How dare you beat my dog, you villain?" said the lieutenant at last, choking with passion. "He's a-bitten my leg through and through, sir," replied Smallbones, with a face of alarm. "Well, sir, why have you such thin legs, then?" "'Cause I gets nothing to fill 'em up with."
"Waiting for you, sir," replied Smallbones, humbly. "And the dog?" said Vanslyperken, observing the strewed fragments of the door hatch. "He's a-bitten himself out, sir, I believe." "And where is he then?" "I don't know, sir; I suppose he's gone down to the boat."
Smallbones rose, but his temper now rose also; he forgot all that he was to suffer, from indignation against the dog: with flashing eyes, and whimpering with rage, he cried out, as the tears fell, and his arms swung round, "I'll not stand this I'll jump overboard that I will: fourteen times has that ere dog a-bitten me this week.
Smallbones rose, but his temper now rose also; he forgot all that he was to suffer, from indignation against the dog: with flashing eyes, and whimpering with rage, he cried out, as the tears fell, and his arms swung round, "I'll not stand this I'll jump overboard that I will: fourteen times has that ere dog a-bitten me this week.
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