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It must not be supposed, then, that our friend John Bax sometimes called "captain," sometimes "skipper," not unfrequently "mister," but most commonly "Bax," without any modification was a hopeless castaway, because he was found by his friend Guy Foster in a room full of careless foul-mouthed seamen, eating his bread and cheese and drinking his beer in an atmosphere so impregnated with tobacco smoke that he could scarcely see, and so redolent of gin that he could scarcely smell the smoke!
"I forgot she was your sister," said H.O., "or I wouldn't have said it honour bright I wouldn't." "Don't mention it," said Mrs. Bax, and began throwing stones at a groin in amiable silence.
Ruggles, who knew that this involved work till near midnight, humbly replied, "Yes, sir." Having thus secured the misery of at least two human beings, Denham went home, somewhat relieved, to dinner. Bax unconsciously, but naturally, followed his example.
The curvature of the lifeboat was so great that it was possible a portion of air sufficient to maintain life might be confined within it. And so it turned out. For twenty minutes they toiled; the boat was finally cleared; Bax struck the blow that set it free, and dragged the coxswain out as it turned over. He was found to be alive though almost exhausted!
When he stood forward, therefore, all eyes were eagerly riveted upon him; the judge glanced at him with calm, dispassionate scrutiny, and the members of the bax, especially the juniors, turned round, surveyed him through their glasses with a gaze in which might be read something more than that hard indifference which familiarity with human crime and affliction ultimately produces even in dispositions most human and amiable.
"I always think," said Mrs. Bax dreamily, "that 'the more the merrier, is peculiarly true of picnics. So I have arranged always subject to your approval, of course to meet your friends, Mr. and Mrs. Red House, there, and " We drowned her conclusive remarks with a cheer. And Oswald, always willing to be of use, offered to go to the 'Ship' and see about the waggonette.
Seizing an axe, Bax, with the prompt assistance of the crew and his friends, soon cleared away the wreck, and once more got the head of his vessel round towards the Gull Light, the lanterns of which were seen faintly gleaming through the murky atmosphere. But it was too late. The breakers of the North-sand-head were already roaring under their lee, and also right ahead of them.
So Oswald said gently "No, we are not going to teach Sunday school." Mrs. Bax sighed. Then she said "I am going out myself to-morrow for the day." "I hope it will not tire you too much," said Dora, with soft-voiced and cautious politeness. "If you want anything bought we could do it for you, with pleasure, and you could have a nice, quiet day at home." "Thank you," said Mrs.
Assembling his well-seasoned and veteran troopers in force, he divided them into two formidable bands, one under the charge of his young brother Frederic Henry, the other under that most brilliant of cavalry officers, Marcellus Bax, hero of Turnhout and many another well-fought field. The river Ruhr was a wide but desultory stream, easily fordable in many places.
"True," said Guy, "I have had enough of both, but some folk are not so bold and prompt as others in this curious matter of love." "Ah, very true," observed Bax, "some men do take more time than others, and yet it seems to me that there has been time enough for a sharp fellow like you to have settled that question.
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