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Updated: June 29, 2025
But 'ow about a flag of truce? Would that do the trick, d'ye think? or would Attwater simply blyze aw'y at us in the bloomin' boat like dawgs?" "No," said Davis, "I don't believe he would." "No more do I," said Huish; "I don't believe he would either; and I'm sure I 'ope he won't! So then you can call us ashore. Next point is to get near the managin' direction.
It didn't much matter where we'd be London or Paris or Berlin or Rome they'd 'unt 'im up; some 'e'd give money to and they'd go aw'y; others 'e'd be locked up with in 'is study for hours, talking, talking. They'd 'ardly ever come the same one twice. 'E 'ated 'em all, Mr. Rutton did. And yet, sir, I always 'ad a suspicion "
Whatever things I may achieve, never, ah, never shall I experience a thrill of triumph equal to that which made my blood dance when I saw a trickle a goodly, rich red trickle! of blood spurt from the bully's nose. "Ow! Ow! Wesley! Oo's got a red driver on 'is own?" shouted his comrades. "Plug aw'y little 'un!" He snarled horribly, showing his big front teeth.
An' when I comes along an' declares myself, they said I was a himposter himposin' on honest people, sir mikin' a 'ero o' myself, sir, as bein' the only man to escipe, sir. An' so I comes aw'y in a 'urry, sir. But if I was married, sir, my widow could 'ave 'ad 'er pension, sir. Yes, sir, 'er pension." "That's a queer thing." "Do you think so, sir?"
"'E's a cryzy Frenchman with long whiskers," said the Kid. "'E 'as a grudge against any one who speaks English and also against the world. They s'y that 'is American wife ran aw'y from 'im, or an American took 'is nytive wife aw'y. 'E packs a revolver."
'If I can manage to sneak up nearer to him as we talk, he resumed, 'you look out and back me up smart. If I don't, we go aw'y again, and nothink to 'urt. See? The captain's face was contorted by the frenzied effort to comprehend. 'No, I don't see, he cried, 'I can't see. What do you mean? 'I mean to do for the Beast! cried Huish, in a burst of venomous triumph.
Hanging over the cook's arm was a loose and crumpled array of evil- looking and sour-smelling garments. "They was put aw'y wet, sir," he vouchsafed explanation. "But you'll 'ave to make them do till I dry yours out by the fire." Clinging to the woodwork, staggering with the roll of the ship, and aided by the cook, I managed to slip into a rough woollen undershirt.
'E wuz a reg'lar grand Turk, 'e wuz. Blow me, if you'd 'a' knowed 'im from a bale of 'em, 'e wuz so wrapped up in 'em. 'E almost 'ad us 'ull down this time. The blighter made a bit of a row, and said as 'ow he just could n't 'elp stowin' aw'y every boat for T'iti." "He's a bally nut," said the surgeon. "I say, though, he did take me back to Sunday school."
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