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"She so happy to find me dat she do anyting I ask," he said positively. "Neber fear, cappen, we get away soon." It was, of course, necessary to wait till the Ouzel Galley, now fitted out as a piratical ship, should sail. With varied feelings Owen saw her one morning gliding out of the harbour. He, accompanied by Pompey, had gone as near to her as he could venture.
Do 'ee want to be smothered, roasted, and blown up?" asked the captain, looking down on the canoe as it ranged alongside the dark hull. "No, we want to get home." "Home! Well, you're queer fellows in a queer eggshell for such waters. Every man to his taste. Look out for the rope!" "All right, cappen," cried Moses as he caught the coil.
I know he no go 'long wi' de cappen, 'case I see de little chap close by de caboose after de gig row 'way. If he hab go by de raff dem ruffins sure eat him up, dat be if dey get hungry. Dey sure do dat! Hark! what's dat I heer? Sure's my name be Snowball, I hear some 'un 'peak out dere to win'ard. D'you hear anything, lilly Lally?" "Yes, Snowball: I think I did." "What you tink you?" "A voice."
At length, one evening when Pompey was sitting with his shipmates in the loft, voices were heard below. "Hi, dat de pirate cappen," he exclaimed; and Owen prepared himself for an interview with O'Harrall. Before long the pirate came up the ladder. A dark scowl was on his brow. Owen rose to receive him.
It was nearly daylight before dey hab taken out all de cargo dey wish to secure; den dey cast off, and directly afterwards I hear several shot fired. I know dat sooner or later I must show myself, as de watch who hab been working all night would be coming below to turn in; so I creep on deck, and make my way aft to where a man I tink must be de cappen was standing.
If you was to mix a sneeze with what you said, an' paid little or no attention to the sense, p'raps it would be French but I ain't sure. I only wish you heard Cappen Wopper hoistin' French out of hisself as if he was a wessel short-handed, an' every word was a heavy bale.
"If I was you, Cappen, I'd heave the barometer overboard along wi' the main-deck, nail yer colours to the mast, cram the rudder into the lee-scuppers, kick up your flyin'-jib-boom into the new moon, an' go down stern foremost like a man!" "Ha!" said the Captain, with a twinkle in the corner of his "weather-eye," "not a bad notion." "Now, my lad, I'm goin' out to my villa at Kensington to dine.
Spanish Cappen no like King George Cappen. Many ships came and went; sold many skins. One time all go 'way but the Boston ships. Bime-by King George's ships came back and fight the Boston's." "And you kept your good heart all the time? Never killed the Bostons or King George men?"
De cappen say she French de mate say she Spanish some ob de men say she Dutch oders strife she English I not know what to tink. De cappen say, "Best make all sail and stand 'way." So we did; but de bell just strike two in de fust watch, when we see her ranging up alongside. Den de cappen order de guns to be fired; but before de matches lighted, de stranger she aboard us.
He saw the scratched arm, and the huge green globe lying upon the ground. "Dulion!" he said, glancing up to the tree. "Durion!" echoed the captain, pronouncing the word properly, as translated from Saloo's pigeon English. "Yes, cappen; foolee me no think of him befole. Belly big danger. It fallee on skull, skull go clashee clashee." This was evident without Saloo's explanation.
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