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Tottie can write like a parson, my wife can read, though she can't write, an'll see that it's all c'rect, specially the spellin' an' the makin' of it hambigoo-ous; an' I'll supply the idees, the notions like, an' superintend, so to speak, an' we'll make little Billy stand by wi' the blottin'-paper, just to keep him out o' mischief." Haco regarded his friend with deepening admiration.
"Aun' Sheba," said Mara in a voice full of unconscious pathos, "I don't know what to do, yet I must do something. It seems to me that I could be almost happy if I were as sure of earning my bread as you are." "Now, doggone dat ar lazy husban' o' mine. But he got his 'serts an'll git mo' ob dem eff he ain't keerful.
Didn't he lamp two on 'em with a rope's-end once till they wos fit to bust, and all for nothin' but skylarkin'? They'll all go in the same boat with me, 'cept perhaps the cook, who is named Baldwin. He's a cross-grained critter, an'll stan' by the cap'en through thick an thin, an' so will the carpenter Box they call him he's dead agin us; but that's all."
We disabled our rudder yesterday, an' this afternoon fire started in the hold. It's makin' headway fast now, an'll reach the dynamite most any time. You'd better take us aboard, an' get away from here as quick as you can. 'Tain't safe nowhere within five hun'erd fathom of her." "You'd better make haste, Captain, hadn't you?" suggested Mr. Harding.
"It will try our metal," observed Baldwin, "for the greatest depth that the Admiralty allow their divers to go down is twenty fathom." "What o' that?" growled Maxwell, "I've worked myself many a time in twenty-three fathom water, an'll do it again any day. We don't need to mind what the Admiralty says.
And 'ware o' the breech; she'll kick like a jumping jackass when the shot flies out of her, an'll knock your teeth out afore you can say Jack Robinson "Ah! there's the word at last; now, mateys, here goes!" He laid the gun, waited for the ship to rise from a roll, and then took one of the matches, gently blew its smoldering end, and applied the glowing wick to the bruised part of the priming.
An' what's more, said he, 'I got the wind o' your little game, an'll do what I can to help it along; for I al'ays liked the deceased, an' in my opinion Captain Crang behaved most unfeelin'. You tell Bill to bring the body to me, an' there'll be no more trouble about it till I hand you over the cask at Plymouth. Well, sir, the man was as good as his word.
She did so, saying: "He's sayin' the 'family' 's in some sort o' trouble, though I hadn't heard it. Though, 'course, they've been home only a few days an' whatever any the other hands what's been down to see him sence has told him he hain't told me. But I make out 't he thinks Looeegy's playin' up there on the terrace might do noh arm an'll likely cheer 'em up a mite.
"Don't mind wot I told ye, Captain Bingley. I'll see Mr Stuart to-day, an'll call on you in the afternoon. The `Coffin' ain't quite so bad as she looks. Have 'ee any answer to send back?" "No," said I, turning to Dan, who still stood at the door tapping his right boot with a jaunty air; "tell your master, with my compliments, that I will see him about this matter in the evening."
"I'spect they got wind of somebody; most likely thet guide, an'll be back again. If they ain't, it's because they got switched off by some signs or tokens, skeered, perhaps, by the scent of the wind." Hardly had he ceased speaking when again the circle of light was invaded by stalking forms. "I thought so! Here comes the skulkin' varmints," whispered the teamster. But he was wrong.
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