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A few minutes later a voice behind him said: "Hi, there!" He turned to see a broad-shouldered stranger, evidently a carpenter or workman of some sort, standing at the top of the sand dune and looking down at him with marked interest. "Hi, there!" repeated the stranger. Jed nodded; his attention was centered on the chowder. "How d'ye do?" he observed, politely.
When noon-time comes, if there has been any luck, a camp-fire is built and the fish are fried, or broiled on the coals, or by experts, made into an excellent chowder. And never does one enjoy a fish dinner so much as under these circumstances.
De Vaux looked into the chowder pot, where all seemed to be going on well. He then joined Harry, and the young men continued walking together near the shanty, where preparations for dinner were going on under the charge of Stebbins and the acting steward of the cruise. "It is nearly time Stryker made his appearance with the fish," said Harry.
Over the clams and the potatoes and the steaming kettles he hovered with a kind of slow patience, in a smaller man it would have been fussiness, and when the fragrant chowder was done he dipped it out with careful hand. The light had lessened, and the little room, in spite of its ruddy glow, was growing dark. Uncle William glanced toward the window. Across the harbor a single star had come out.
Two officers in blue frocks, with a stripe of lace on each shoulder. Dinner, chowder, fried fish, corned beef, claret, afterwards champagne. The captain sends him a glass of champagne, and inquires of the waiter what Percival says to it. "He said, sir, `What does he send me this damned stuff for? but drinks, nevertheless."
"Nothing, sir," rejoined Harding, diving out of the bushes once more, and standing erect on the hillside; "that cave was quite deep, and it took me some time to make sure it was empty." "Empty! By chowder, them wuz horses, I hearn up ther canyon, then," ejaculated the lanky Rafter. "You found no traces of those lads there, señor?"
You got to come clean over here to the beaches, I cal'late, to find you a mess for dinner, Andy?" "Well er Cap'n Ira, mother was wishing for some big chowder clams," said young Roby, his eyes squinting sidewise at the slim figure of Sheila on tiptoe to reach the line. "Ye-as," considered the old man. "You got that cat still, Andy?" "The Maybird? Oh, yes, sir!" "And there's a fair wind.
"Wal', me and the children have pooty much done our supper," said the Captain. "We made a real fust-rate chowder down there to the cove; but I'll jist stay and see what the Cap'n's luck is. Massy!" he added, as he looked in at the door, "if you hain't got the minister there! Wal', now, I come jist as I be," he added, with a glance down at his clothes. "Never mind, Captain," said Mr.
Bangs, "Think they'll care if I go ahead and cook up a chowder? Guess I can do it all right. Oh, I've seen 'em made, a thousand times, up at the Fishing Club." "They'll be glad of it," said Little Tim. "Go ahead." Mr. Bangs, rummaging through the campers' stores, proceeded to construct his chowder; while Tim busied himself about the camp, after building a fire. Mr.
Jed was stirring his chowder. "Eh?" he said, absently. "Where? Oh, 'twas in the er 'Prince and the Pauper, you know. Mark Twain wrote it." "That's so; I remember now. So you've read 'The Prince and the Pauper'?" "Um-hm. Read about everything Mark Twain ever wrote, I shouldn't wonder." "Do you read a good deal?" "Some. . . . There! Now we'll call that chowder done for the second time, I guess.
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