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"One's gone halready. Hi see yer bloomin' scheme, Bug-eye." "Well, then," said the mate, rising from his seat, "keep it to yourself and take your orders from me, like the rest does." "Hall right, matey, hall right," said Bingo, and likewise stood up. Drew dared remain no longer.
Tyke said scornfully. "I've been keeping tabs on that Bug-eye, as they call him, since I come aboard. He's a bad actor, he is. Listen here, Cap'n Rufe " and the old man, with a warning hand on Captain Hamilton's knee and in a low voice, repeated what he had told Drew in the hospital about the one-eyed man being at the scene of his accident. "And was it Ditty?" gasped Captain Hamilton.
"Chance was, that that Bug-eye you knocked out the other day is a pertic'lar friend of the skipper's. But gosh! you're some boy with your mits." Drew might again have tried to find out from this fellow about the girl, but he shrank from making her the subject of any general inquiry or discussion. To him she was something to be kept sacred.
"You can lay to it," said Ditty firmly, "that there's more'n one million in English pounds buried in these here islands. And there's a bunch of it somewheres on this island." "Then, Bug-eye, wye don't we git that map hand dig it hup hourselves on the bloomin' jump? Wye wite? We kin easy 'andle the hafter-guard." "The boys are balkin', that's why," growled Ditty.
"I've figgered out that we aren't going to have things our own way down here," the other said earnestly. "I've been waiting for you to say something, Cap'n Rufe, ever since that Bug-eye accused Allen like he did. Ditty's on to our game has been on to it right along an' he selected this crew of wharf-rats for a purpose." "I agree with you, Mr. Grimshaw," Drew declared eagerly.
The snow was practically a brig, carrying a fore-and-aft sail on the mainmast, with a square sail directly above it. A pink was rigged like a schooner, but without a bowsprit or jib. For the fisheries a multitude of smaller types were constructed such as the lugger, the shallop, the sharpie, the bug-eye, the smack.
It would have been all up with us when old Bug-eye come back if you hadn't." "You're fine fellows and all right to stand up for your captain," replied Drew; "and you'll find that you've not only been on the right side, but on the winning side. However, we've got to hurry. Where's a knife?" "You'll find one in that fellow's belt," said Whitlock, pointing to one of the mutineers.
That's pretty big odds against eleven." "Beggin' your pardon, sir," said Barker, who was the oldest man of the crew, "but there's some of our mates over there that wouldn't never fight on the side of that Bug-eye meanin' no disrespect to the mate, sir. Whitlock wouldn't for one, nor Gunther, nor Trent. I'd lay to that, sir." "No, sir," put in Thompson; "an' Ashley wouldn't neither.
The other man he knew to be Bingo, the only English sailor aboard a shrewd and rat-faced little Cockney. "Blime me, Bug-eye! but wot Hi sye Hi means. The devil 'imself's near where there's so much brimstone. If that hull bloomin' 'ill blows hup, where'll we be, Hi axes ye?" "Jest here or hereabouts," growled Ditty. Drew stepped nearer and frankly listened to the conversation.
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