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"Does that satisfy you?" he asked sullenly. "We'll say no more about it," replied Davis. By-and-by. "Captain Tom is coming." The old calaboose, in which the waifs had so long harboured, is a low, rectangular enclosure of building at the corner of a shady western avenue and a little townward of the British consulate.
See here, you two; just see that this man leaves camp." Orde turned square on his heel. Reed, after a glance at the two huge rivermen approaching, beat a retreat to his mill, muttering and wrathful still. "Well, good-bye, boys," said Daly, pulling on his overcoat; "I'll just get along and bail the boys out of that village calaboose. I reckon they've had a good night's rest. Be good!"
The reader may have a faint idea of my sufferings while in the Jersey City calaboose when I tell him that the least noise pierced my brain like a knife. I can in fancy and in my dreams hear the wild screams of that woman yet. On Monday morning we were marched together to a room, and I saw that there were about fifty persons all told under arrest.
Along the beach the town shows a thin file of houses, mostly white, and all ensconced in the foliage of an avenue of green puraos; a pier gives access from the sea across the belt of breakers; to the eastward there stands, on a projecting bushy hill, the old fort which is now the calaboose, or prison; eastward still, alone in a garden, the Residency flies the colours of France.
He 'busted' out of the calaboose over at El Paso some time yesterday morning and he's on the warpath." "G -g -g -got away?" gasped Chunky. "Yep, and he's heading in this direction to get even with you fellows for taking him up. What d'ye think of that, Bugs?" "Oh, help!" groaned the fat boy. "Is this right?" questioned Tad. "Has Tucker really escaped?" The Rangers nodded.
'Pon my word, I'll buy that fellow. I like the shape of him." "You'll find it'll take all you've got to keep him. He's deucedly extravagant!" "Yes, but my lord will find that he can't be extravagant with me. Just let him be sent to the calaboose a few times, and thoroughly dressed down! I'll tell you if it don't bring him to a sense of his ways! O, I'll reform him, up hill and down, you'll see.
'When you were talking in your sleep, you kept mumbling something about "matches," which I couldn't make anything out of; but just now, when you began to tell me about the man and the calaboose and the matches, I remembered that in your sleep you mentioned Ben Coontz two or three times; so I put this and that together, you see, and right away I knew it was Ben that burnt that man up.
"Thought yesterday was your sailing day." "So it was, but Cap'n's in the calaboose. Got drunk yest'd'y and had a fight. I got ter raise th' cash ter git him out." "Why don't the boss bounce him? He's drunk most of the time." "Boss says Cap'n Tom's a better sailor when he's drunk than any of th' others when they're sober." "Well, I'll get Tom out of limbo for you and charge it to the boss.
"Why, send them to the calaboose, or some of the other places to be flogged. That's the only way. If I wasn't such a poor, feeble piece, I believe I should manage with twice the energy that St. Clare does." "And how does St. Clare contrive to manage?" said Miss Ophelia. "You say he never strikes a blow."
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