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Once, he remembered, somebody had told Mahooley one of the black horses had gone lame, and Mahooley had replied unthinkingly that it was not his concern. Why had he said that? Was somebody besides Mahooley backing Sam? If he could explode the mystery, maybe it would give him a handle against his rival. "Well, I shouldn't think you'd let an ex-cook put it all over you," remarked the stranger.
I have said that all of them went to sleep. It was not their usual custom to do so. On other nights one was always upon the watch, either the captain himself, the ex-cook, or the boy. Of course Lilly Lalee enjoyed immunity from this kind of duty: since she was not, properly speaking, one of the "crew," but only a "passenger."
Then did their doubts cease and their conjectures come to a termination. Of the four forms distinguishable upon the deck of the escaping craft, there was one that could not be mistaken. That huge, rounded bust covered with its sable epidermis for the negro had stripped to his work, surmounted by a spherical occiput, could belong to no living creature but the ex-cook of the Pandora.
For a while I resigned myself to the life of a tramp. I hooked up with another gang of hoboes, in the outskirts of that city, and taught them the plan of the ex-cook that we'd crowned king down in Texas.... left that gang, and started forth alone again. I became a walking bum, if a few miles a day constitutes taking that appellation.
"Plenty o' dat 'ere," responded the ex-cook of the Pandora. "Yar am a coil o' strong sinnet. Dat do?" "That's the stuff," responded Ben. "Heave it this way, ye son of a sea-cook! Heave!" "Now," continued he, laying hold of the coil of sennit, and tossing back one end over an empty water-cask. "Make fast there, Snowey! I dare say we can lay alongside safe enough till daylight!
As the sailor ceased speaking he once more directed his glance over the ocean; which, after another minute and careful scrutiny of the horizon, fell back upon the body of the whale, with the same expression of disappointment that before had been observable. During all that day, the sailor and the ex-cook of the Pandora kept watch from the summit of the dead cachalot.
The ex-cook appeared before Tantaine in all his appalling vulgarity as the latter descended the stairs. The proprietor of the musical academy was a stout, red-faced man, with an insolent mouth and a cynical eye. He was gorgeously dressed, and wore a profusion of jewelry. He was much startled at seeing Tantaine, whom he knew to be the redoubtable Mascarin's right-hand man.
Like all men, they were shy of inquiring too far into an emotional situation. Bela did not eat, but sat still, silent and walled-up. At such moments she was pure Indian. Long afterward the men recollected the picture she made that night, still and dignified as a death mask. Joe could not leave Sam alone. "I wonder where our friend the ex-cook is to-night?" he inquired facetiously of the company.
"I am curious," she said, smiling "very curious. Sir Wilfrid, for instance, talks of going down to stay with you?" "Why not? He'd come off extremely well. There's an ex-butler, and an ex-cook of Chudleigh's settled in the village. When I have a visitor, they come in and take possession. We live like fighting-cocks." "So nobody knows that, in general, you live like a workman?"
The ex-cook uttered an oath. "Then you too are watching Caroline," said he. "I knew well that there was some one else in the field, but that was no matter of mine." "Well, tell me why you are watching her?" "How can you ask me? You know that my motto is silence and discretion, and that this is a secret intrusted to my honor." Tantaine shrugged his shoulders.
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