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"But what are we going to do?" I said. "I hate being in a crowd." "Oh, they won't crowd us," said Barkins contemptuously. "Here, hi! you sir; mind where you're going. There, I thought you'd do it!"
Both Barkins and Smith must have felt something after the fashion that I did, for they too drew themselves up, returned the haughty stares, and Barkins stopped short to look one truculent savage fellow over from head to foot, especially gazing at his weapons, and then, turning coolly to me, he said, with a nod in the man's direction "Tidy sort of stuff to make soldiers off, Gnat, but too heavy."
On the way I caught sight of Barkins and Smith watching us, and I gave them a nod. "Now, my lad, sit down," cried Mr Reardon excitedly. "Let's hear." I sat down, and he walked to and fro two steps and turn. "There's very little more to tell you, sir," I said; "but there are two very large junks assuming to be merchantmen. They are anchored close by here somewhere." "You don't know which two?"
He didn't mean to, but he was savage at what he had seen, for the lads like Smithy, and he held the beggar under water too long." I shuddered, and thought of the man being bayoneted from our boat, and Mr Grey's narrow escape. "Your fellows behaved better, I s'pose?" said Barkins. "Not a bit," I said. "We've got a man stabbed just in the same way " and I told him of our adventures.
I don't care. Of course, I shouldn't have liked it if he had been drowned." Ten minutes later we were close in to the wharf, and Smith exclaimed "I say, why don't we get that interpreter chap to take us all round the place?" "Don't know where he lives," said Barkins, "or it wouldn't be a bad plan." "I know," I cried. "How do you know?"
"I shall be fool enough to kick you out of the cabin if you touch him," cried Barkins angrily. "I won't have him bullied; and it was a mean sneaking thing to go telling tales as you did to old Dishy." "Look here," cried Smith, "if any one is a sneak it's you, for harking back and taking the miserable little beggar's side." "Never mind about that; you let him alone."
You got banjo, music git-tar?" "One of the chaps has got one," said Smith. "Why?" "You fetchee for Ching. I play, sing `ti-ope-I-ow' for captain and jolly sailor. Makee Ching velly happy, and no makee sea-sick like coolie in big boat." "Not to-night, Ching," said Barkins decisively. "Come along, lads.
"You both likee more?" said Ching blandly. "No!" they cried so unanimously that it was like one voice; and in spite of my own disgust and unpleasant sensations I felt as if I must laugh at them. "Oh, mawkish morsels!" muttered Barkins. "You feel you have 'nuff?" said Ching, smiling. "Oh no. Loas' suck-pig come soon. You eat velly much more." "Not if I know it," whispered Smith to me.
There was I all red-hot with what I thought was a good thing, and he was just like a cold codfish laughing at me." I could not help smiling at the absurdity of my idea, for I recalled that I had never seen a cold codfish laughing. I had no more time for musing then, for I received a sharp slap on the back from Barkins. "Never mind, Gnat; we all get it some time."
I told him, and he hurried with me to the doctor, who was putting on his coat, after finishing the last dressing of the injured men. "Here, doctor," cried Mr Reardon sharply, "I've another man down boy, I mean." "What, young Smith? I've dressed his wound." "No, no; Barkins has been touched too." "Tut, tut!" cried the doctor, taking up a roll of bandage. "Are they bringing him?"
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