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But when the captain's military cloak, which he took for Cluffe himself, followed in the track of the boat, whisking, sprawling, and tumbling, in what Puddock supposed to be the agonies of drowning, and went over the weir and disappeared from view, returning no answer to his screams of 'Strike out, Cluffe! to your right, Cluffe. Hollo! to your right, he quite gave the captain over.
I don't know whether Puddock saw them Cluffe certainly did not. 'Hallo! hallo! a rope! cried Cluffe, who had hit upon this desperate expedient for raising the neighbourhood. 'A rope a rope! hallo! hallo! a ro-o-o-ope! And Aunt Becky, who heard the wild whooping, mistook it for drunken fellows at their diversions, and delivered her sentiments in the drawing-room accordingly.
Cluffe, moreover, who was pretty well in favour with Aunt Rebecca, and had been happy and prosperous, had his little jealousies too to plague him, for Dangerfield, with his fishing-rod and basket, no sooner looked in, with his stern front and his remarkable smile, than Aunt Becky, seeming instantaneously to forget Captain Cluffe, and all his winning ways, and the pleasant story, to the point of which he was just arriving, in his best manner, left him abruptly, and walked up to the grim pescator del onda, with an outstretched hand, and a smile of encouragement, and immediately fell into confidential talk with him.
In due course, however, came an answer, informing Captain Cluffe that his letter had arrived too late, as the bird, pursuant to the tenor of his order, had been shipped for him to Dublin by the Fair Venus, with a proper person in charge, on the Thursday morning previous. Good Mrs.
So Aunt Becky's levee went on; and as Homer, in our school-boy ear, sang the mournful truth, that 'as are the generations of the forest leaves so are the succession of men, the Dangerfield efflorescence had no sooner disappeared, and that dry leaf whisked away down the stairs, than Cluffe and Puddock budded forth and bloomed in his place, in the sunshine of Aunt Rebecca's splendid presence.
'Captain Cluffe is drowned, Sir; and I'm Lieutenant Puddock, rejoined the officer. 'Tare-an-ouns, an' is it yerself, Captain Puddock, that's in it? cried the man. 'I ax yer pardon; but I tuk you for one of thim vagabonds that's always plundherin' the fish.
'Well, said Toole, candidly, 'I don't know the Old Testament as well as the New; but certainly, whoever he's like, he's held out wonderfully. 'Tis nine weeks since he met that accident, and there he's still, above ground; but that's all just above ground, you see. 'And how's Cluffe? 'Pooh, Cluffe indeed! Nothing ever wrong with him but occasional over-eating.
Toole applied his sticking-plaster, and extemporised a set of splints, and had the terrified cook at his elbow tearing up one of her master's shirts into strips for bandages; and so went on neatly and rapidly with his shifty task. In the mean time, Cluffe had arrived.
'I say, Cluffe, save the guitar, if you can, said Puddock.
So the colonel broke into a lamentation, and a fury, and a wonder. 'Cluffe and Puddock, the two steadiest officers in the corps! He had a devilish good mind to put Cluffe under arrest the idiots Puddock he was devilish sorry. There wasn't a more honourable' et cetera.
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