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Updated: June 29, 2025
That Swope meant to kill, I had not the least doubt Newman, himself, said as much but the time was not ripe for that act. So I occupied myself with thoughts about the traitor in the crew. At that moment Captain Swope was not the only man on board with murder in his heart! My fingers pressed the spokes as though they had hold of the Cockney's throat.
The endless chimney-pots and glowing lights of the great city gladdened Hawker's heart, and a whiff from the murky Thames bade him welcome home. He gave up his ticket at Grosvenor road, and when the train pulled into Victoria he walked boldly through the immense station. He loved London with a thoroughbred cockney's passion, and he exulted in the sights and sounds around him.
Indeed, even while she spoke, the mate took the parson by his shirt collar, and jerked him roughly into his place. And there he stood, by the Cockney's side, wearing an air of bewildered dismay both comic and tragic. The mates renewed their choosing, and in a few more moments we were all gathered in two groups, regarding each other across the empty deck.
Henry is staying in Buckinghamshire in all the ecstasy of a young cockney's first sporting days. When he was quite a child and was asked what profession he intended to embrace, he replied that he would be "a gentleman and wear leather breeches," and I think it is the very destiny he is fitted to fill.
It was I who proposed that we take up that cockney's invitation. I'm the real and only offender against decent good sense, and yet you both have to suffer with me." "Let's give another yell, bigger than before," suggested Dan weakly. They did, but with no better result than before. "The launches are away now, anyway, I guess," groaned Farley, after consulting his watch.
The gloomy cells, centuries old, the damp memories of the dungeons still clinging to the walls, together with this weird presence which eluded their eyes before they could behold it, might well arouse the superstitions of firmer minds than the Cockney's. They were approaching the cell in which they had been placed. At last there was a perfectly appreciable sound.
Bill Wrenn felt dizzy and, sitting on a grain-sack, listened amazedly to the Cockney's apologetic: "I'm sorry I ayn't got time to 'ave the law on you, but I could spare time to 'it you again."
They knew he was the sort to spy and perjure a good many of them were that sort themselves! and as soon as I paused for breath, this man and that began to recall certain suspicious acts of Cockney he had noticed. Aye, they believed me, and the curses heaped on Cockney's head were awful to the ear. They had good reason to curse. My disclosure gave them a fresh fear.
I've tried it hundreds of times, and it has always ended the same way. I have to break a cockney's neck before I can convince him that I know the way I want things done, and they have to be done that way. He is so sure I am 'ownley a demmed ke-lo-neal' that he is lecturing me on how I should do things before he is in my establishment ten minutes. I don't know what it is.
A knife across the windpipe and a boost over the side; without doubt some such fate was Cockney's. Mister Lynch made no effort to put the ship on her course. We left the yards as they were, and drifted all the rest of the night. I, and the unwounded tradesmen, kept the deck; in the cabin, the lady and Newman labored, and conferred with Lynch and Holy Joe.
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