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Caradoc made no answer, but stared after the rowboat which was just rounding into the tug. "If I'd played up to that officer a bit," he smiled dourly, "I could have had the mate's berth, Madden." The American glanced up. The Englishman's smile recalled the look Leonard had seen under the bracket lamp. "Well, there's very little in it for anyone, I'm thinking."
But those who are most familiar with the events may find an interest in the following extracts from private letters, written at the time by the chief actor in the drama. They are taken almost exclusively from a Journal, in which his first thoughts and impressions on every passing occurrence were hurriedly noted down, from day to day, for transmission to Lady Elgin. H.M.S. 'Caradoc' May 2nd.
On the other hand Greer covered up tightly and lunged like a tiger after Smith's stomach and endurance. Two or three weeks before, Caradoc could never have withstood that terrific bombardment, but his hard life on the dock, his abstinence from alcohol, and the fact that tobacco had long ago run out, all this had armored his body with hard flesh.
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"You'll hang you'll hang for it!" bawled Greer, mauling at the men behind. Caradoc crumpled down on the floor. The navvies, with an English dread of legal authority, hesitated, thinking perhaps Caradoc had deserted them purposely to clear his own skirts in the mutiny. Madden instantly caught up the loose ends of his raveling authority. "Lay him on the bunk, Galton!" he commanded.
'Yes, replied Caradoc simply; 'I am told that you put their leaders to death when you have captured them; and I wonder that a wise and great people like the Romans should have such a custom. After having defeated a man, what greater glory is to be won by putting him to death?
"He could well have gone crazy, sir, in this heat and followed his mates overboard but we can look and see." At this moment, Caradoc stirred and pulled himself to a sitting posture on the burning deck. "You you pulled me aboard?" he murmured weakly, looking about with the face of a corpse. "How do you feel anything I can do?" "If I had a dr " he broke off, drew a long breath. "Nobody aboard?"
"My speech is to get back to work, and I'll do the same," said the boy, returning to his bucket. This appealed to the cockneys, who gave a dull English cheer, and then everybody settled back to their tasks once more. "What's the use in your painting, Madden?" asked Caradoc, "You don't have to."
Then the seven men journeyed forward, bearing the head with them; and as they went, behold there met them a multitude of men and women. "Have you any tidings?" said Manawyddan. "What has become," said they, "of Caradoc, the son of Bran, and the seven men who were left with him in this island?" "Caswallawn came upon them, and slew six of the men, and Caradoc's heart broke for grief thereof."
The two men squared away at each other, Caradoc smiling sarcastically, Greer grim as a gallows. Utter silence fell over the crowd. The fighters crouched, bare fists up, staring at each other over the tips of their guards. For a moment Smith shifted around his man on his toes. He seemed as light as a cat. Greer stood solid and merely turned on his flat feet.
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