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"Other junk has floated over, sir, nearly to the same place." "Good; burning still?" "Oh yes, sir very fast." He need not have asked; for, as Barkins told me afterwards, they could see the flames from the deck, though our boats were invisible. "Well, what now?" cried Mr Reardon, as I saw the captain quietly pacing to and fro on the bridge. "Other two boats pushed off from the shore, sir."
The effect was instantaneous. Mistaking the big glass, which had been a burden to me all day, for some terrible new form of gun, the swordsmen uttered a wild yell of horror, and turned and fled, driving the unarmed mob before them, all adding their savage cries of dread. "Hoor-rah," shouted Barkins. "Now, boys, a Yankee tiger. Waggle the glass well, Gnat. All together. Hurrah rah rah rah rah!"
"Oh yes; beauties," said Barkins. "What's up?" "You likee ask leave go for bit walkee walkee?" "Don't!" roared Smith. "Don't talk like a nurse to us. Why don't you speak plain English?" "Yes; Ching speak ploper Inglis. No speakee pigeon Englis. All ploper. Interpleter. You likee go shore for walkee, see something?" "You beggar, you were listening," cried Barkins. "How long had you been there?"
"Let 'em," said Barkins, as the party settled themselves. "Now then, we're all here. All in to begin. We ought to have a programme. Here, Ching, what's the first thing they do?" "Ching no quite sure; p'laps lichi." "Lichi?" I said. "You don't know? You see velly gland velly ploper for bad, bad man."
I had been pretty busy all the morning with Barkins and Smith, going from one to the other, to sit with them and give them what news I could, both looking rather glum when I went away, for they were feverish and fretful from their wounds.
"Couldn't I?" cried Smith. "Look here." He swung his arm round me, took three steps, and dropped on to the locker, turning quite white with pain. "Told you so," cried Barkins, springing up. "Waltz? I should just think! oh, murder!" He sat down suddenly to hold his leg tightly with both hands, giving Smith a dismal look.
"It was very weak and easy of me to give you all leave for a run ashore. I ought to have referred you to Mr Reardon. But you may take it for granted that I shall not err again in this way. You can return on deck." "Oh, what a jolly shame!" grumbled Barkins. "And there was old Reardon chuckling over it, and looking as pleased as Punch. Who'd be a middy? It's like being in a floating prison."
"Look here," cried Smith, "I'm not going to stand this sort of thing. You may be fool enough to put up with it, but I won't." "If you call me a fool I'll punch your head, Smithy," growled Barkins. "No, you won't," was the retort; "and that's the way you take sides against me, and encourage the miserable little beggar in his impudent ways?
Then his body writhed a little, and the arm and hand appeared again in the loose sleeve. "Sailor boy 'teal Ching dollar?" "Oh no," I said confidently. "No pullee tail?" "Ah, that I can't answer for," I said. "Twist it up tightly." "To be sure," said Barkins. "It don't do to put temptation in the poor fellows' way.
"Of course, sir," I replied; and feeling, in spite of the severe wigging I had had, that I never liked the captain half so well before, I backed out and hurried to my own cabin. "Here he is," cried Barkins, who was resting his leg; while Smith was sitting by the open window so as to catch all the air he could. "Got your promotion?" "Got my what?" I cried. "Promotion. I never saw such favouritism.
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