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Two days later still, and another feast was given. On this occasion Buzzby was the host, and Buzzby's cottage was the scene. It was a joyful meeting, too, and a jolly one to boot, for O'Riley was there, and Peter Grim, and Amos Parr, and David Mizzle, and Mivins in short the entire crew of the lost Dolphin, captain, mates, surgeon, and all.
She spoke with cutting sarcasm: "What amount, may I inquire, do you deem necessary for the present to insure prospective freedom for your son?" "You know well enough, Almeda; I must have eighty thousand at least." Mrs. Champney laughed aloud the same mocking laugh of a miserable old age that had raised Octavius Buzzby's anger to a white heat of rage.
As Davie Summers expressed it, "they were regular trumps"; and, according to Buzzby's opinion, "they wos the jolliest set o' human walrusses wot he had ever comed across in all his travels, and he ought to know, for he had always kep' his weather-eye open, he had, and wouldn't give in on that p'int, he wouldn't, to no man livin'."
Buzzby, too, who stuck to his old commander like a leech, was equally anxious to go, but Buzzby, in a sudden and unaccountable fit of tenderness, had, just two months before, married a wife, who might be appropriately described as "fat, fair, and forty," and Buzzby's wife absolutely forbade him to go. Alas! Buzzby was no longer his own master.
Octavius Buzzby's voice shook with suppressed emotion "I should say loved him; he's been dear to me as my own I thank God Louis Champney isn't living to go through this disgrace!" He drew up in the road to let a gang of workmen separate he had been driving the mare at full speed. Both he and Aileen caught fragments of what they were saying. "It's damned hard on his mother "
Buzzby's feelings had been rather powerfully stirred up by the joy of all around, and a tear would occasionally tumble over his weather-beaten cheek, and hang at the point of his sunburnt and oft frost-bitten nose, despite his utmost efforts to subdue such outrageous demonstrations. "Sit down, John dear," said Mrs.
It was one of the expedients that lasted longest in keeping up the spirits of the men. The rat-hunting referred to in the foregoing "summary" was not a mere fiction of Buzzby's brain. It was a veritable fact. Notwithstanding the extreme cold of this inhospitable climate, the rats in the ship increased to such a degree that at last they became a perfect nuisance.
Buzzby's feelings had been rather powerfully stirred up by the joy of all around, and a tear would occasionally tumble over his weather-beaten cheek, and hang at the point of his sunburnt, and oft frost-bitten nose, despite his utmost efforts to subdue such outrageous demonstrations.
It wos an Australian trader that had been blown out o' her course on her way to England, so they took poor Mrs Ellice aboard, and brought her home and that's how it wos." Buzzby's outline, although meagre, is so comprehensive that we do not think it necessary to add a word. Soon after he had concluded, the guests of the evening came in, and the conversation became general.
She stemmed both hands on it as if finding the support necessary. Fixing her eyes, already beginning to glaze with the increasing fever, upon her sister-in-law, she spoke, but with apparent effort: "Yes, I've come, at last, Almeda I've come to ask help for my boy " Mrs. Champney interrupted her; she was trembling visibly, even Aurora Googe saw that. "I suppose this is Octavius Buzzby's doings.
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