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And so Balsamo told him a great deal more, including full details of a woman far finer than Florence Bostock, whom he was destined to meet in the following year. But Ralph Martin would have none of this new woman. Then Balsamo said suddenly: "She is coming. I see her coming." "Who?" "The little woman.
"Ask him when he comes back." Bostock chuckled and shook his head. "I'd a deal rather we'd kep' together, sir," he said; "but I dessay he knows best. So we've got to wait six hours six hours' watch, and we mustn't go very far away. Well, it's a very pretty place, and the sand's soft, and I mean to have some of them cocoanuts by-and-by."
"Some o' they would have done for the frying-pan, sir, if we'd had a net handy," said Bostock. "We must come prepared another time." The raft grounded the next minute in what seemed to be a magnificent marine aquarium, into the midst of whose wonders the old sailor stepped to mid-thigh, crunching shells and beautiful pieces of coral in a way which made Carey shiver.
"I say," cried Carey at last in a peevish tone, "when are you going to finish that raft?" "Finish it, my lad?" "Yes, finish it. How many more days are you going to be?" Bostock screwed up his face, rose erect in a very slow and deliberate way, laid down the auger he held, and took off his cap to scratch his head. "Finish it?" he said, thoughtfully.
"I say," said the latter, "it seems rum, doesn't it, for us three prisoners to go off to sleep like that without minding a bit?" "Nature will have her own way," said the doctor. "Eh? Right, sir! I well, look at that now! It's a rum 'un." Bostock had suddenly awakened, and he now rose quickly and stared at Carey. "I say, I aren't been asleep all night, have I?" "Yes, Bob. There, it's all right."
Garside, Heppell, Hunt and Bostock; while Captain James and 2nd Lieut. Rogers were wounded. Other ranks escaped very lightly with 9 killed and 39 wounded. April pursued its bitter way with snow and sleet.
For the great steamer was lifted and glided steadily on for a while, to ground once more with a crashing sound. "That's scraping holes in her, sir," cried Bostock. Then again she lifted and was borne on, apparently hundreds of yards, to go crashing over the rough rocks again with a strange, deep, grinding sound which lasted for some moments, before they were at rest on nearly an even keel.
"Now what could one wish for more?" "What indeed?" said the doctor, smiling at his companion's enthusiasm. "Nothing, sir," cried Bostock. "Yes, there's something, sir, as we haven't got and we must have." "What's that?" "A boat, sir, to get ashore with. Now, that is a bit o' bad luck." "Ah, yes, we must have a boat to go ashore, and every one has gone." "Yes, sir, even the little dinghy.
"It was the thing in your times, that's right enough; but you're old now, and the game's up. I'll tell you what's wanted nowadays, Bill Bostock," said he; and did, and took ten minutes to it. Carthew could not refrain from smiling. He began to think less seriously of the scheme, Hadden appearing too irresponsible a guide; but on the other hand, he enjoyed himself amazingly.
Then a murmur arose, Black Jack shouting the one word "'bacco," and his fellows all joining. "Can't you wait a minute, you set o' undressed nigger minstrels?" growled Bostock. "There, give 'em the cakes o' 'bacco, sir, and I wish it would make 'em sick."
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