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Possibly she drank too much whiskey, like the companion of her joys and sorrows, though I had no information on this point. I only knew that she used to take a little when she was too hot or too cold, when she was wet or when she was dry. "Hush, Nancy! Don't cut up now!" pleaded the master of the house, as perhaps he supposed he was. "Don't talk to me, Parker Boomsby! What are you a-doin' up here?
"Griffin will find a chance to tell Cornwood that you have been looking up the lodger, and Cornwood will carry it to Boomsby," I repeated. "Just so. Now, we must fix things a little. Don't let Cornwood go on shore to-night." "How can I keep him? He is hardly like the other members of the ship's company." "You can need him for some purpose or other," suggested the mate, with a smile.
The conspiracy seemed to be almost too crafty for Captain Boomsby; though I knew that he was capable of doing such a thing. When I had considered this subject for a few minutes, I found my blood boiling with indignation. Before I saw the snake, I was more inclined to regard the whole trick in the light of a practical joke, rather than as a serious matter.
"But you have managed it very clumsily, from the moccasin down to the shooting. You ought to have employed a man that could hit the side of a house at sixty feet." "I don't understand you," gasped he. "Yes, you do. But the game is up. The gentleman who came to-day is my father, and Captain Boomsby will give up the chase as soon as he sees and knows him."
I had broken out the mortise, and the lever went "home." I could no longer apply the implement with effect, and I expected every minute to see the portly form of Captain Boomsby on the stairs, hurrying up to save his prisoner. But I had no fear of him: if he attempted to prevent my departure, I should use the stick as an argument with him, as I had done with the door.
All hands were on deck, gathered around the combatants. I was satisfied from the beginning that Ben had not begun the fight, for this was the first time I had ever known him to resort to violence, except when he had been ordered to do so by the mate in two instances, both of them being the expulsion from the vessel of Captain Boomsby. "Well, how was it, Mr. Bowman?"
Captain Boomsby knew that the Sylvania was to return to Jacksonville, as others did. It was plain that he had not yet given up the idea of possessing the steamer. He claimed to be my guardian, and to have the legal right to possess whatever belonged to me. Carrington had told him my father was dead, and he believed he could carry his point.
Tiffany suggests. But it does look to me as though some sort of a storm is brewing." "But where can the storm possibly come from?" "From that rumhole in Bay Street which you visited this afternoon. I have heard that Boomsby threatened a dozen times to be the destruction of you.
"Parker Boomsby, come right up here, this minute!" she called down the front stairs. "I won't trouble the captain," I interposed. "I have a word to say to you before I go, Mrs. Boomsby. I don't think you knew there was a snake about three feet long in the room where your husband made me a prisoner." "A snake!" gasped the lady of the house, starting back with alarm. "I don't believe a word on't!"
I walked in that direction; but I had not gone ten rods before I saw Captain Boomsby standing at the door of one of the numerous saloons on that street. I halted to look at him. His face was very red, and he had grown quite stout since he sailed the Great West, in which I had had the roughest experience of my lifetime with him.
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