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For I had burst into a roar of laughter, in which Mr Frewen joined. "That's one enemy the less to deal with," cried the mate, as we went aft, followed by the sailor. "Only a couple of them to tackle." "I makes three of 'em, sir," said Hampton, "so don't you make no mistake. Barney will be as nasty as nasty at seeing hisself the wrong side, and find as he can fight when he likes."
He sighed very deeply, drew back, and the little hole was darkened directly after, for Mr Preddle had lain down to meditate upon the sufferings of his fish, and when I peeped through at him a few minutes later he was still meditating with his eyes shut and his mouth open, while a peculiar sound came at regular intervals from between his lips. Mr Frewen looked at me inquiringly as I turned round.
Above the smoke in one glance I saw Walters slinking back behind the main-mast, and then the white vapour shut off everything, so that I reached out unseen, hooked the powder-bag, and after two or three tries drew it in, and shut the door close. "What is it?" cried Mr Frewen, excitedly; "are they coming?" There was no time to answer.
"Halloa!" cried Mr Brymer "a spy! Who's that Walters?" "No, sir; it is I." "And what are you doing there, listening?" "I was watching the phosphorescence of the sea, sir, and you came and stood close to me and began talking." "And you heard?" said Mr Frewen. "Every word, sir." "And do you know that we were talking about Mr Denning?" said the mate. "No; you were talking about the captain."
Mr Frewen and the mate were first, Mr Preddle and I behind, and I was just thinking that it was nearly time for the whistle to be blown and the rush made, while I thought, too, how easy it would be to make a mistake and injure a friend with our pistols, when the ship gave such a lurch that we all went heavily against the bulwarks, to which we clung to save ourselves from a heavy fall, then bang, splash, rose a wave over the bows, and a voice which came from one of the figures by the light from the hatch yelled forth a torrent of oaths as he asked what the men were doing at the wheel.
In a few minutes it was decided that the boat should return to the shore, where Raymond was to see the chief and arrange with him to provide five or six well-manned taunwalua, which Frewen said should be alongside to receive the tow-lines within two or three hours.
"But I heard firing and a struggle in the saloon," cried the captain, clinging to Mr Frewen's arm. "Well, yes, we have been re-taking the ship." "What?" "Humph! Poor fellow, he could not bear it," said Mr Frewen, as Captain Berriman sank back half-fainting, but he re-opened his eyes and clung to the doctor again. "Too good to be true," he muttered. "Thank God thank God!"
I worked eagerly with all the rest till the big entry was completely filled up, Mr Frewen taking the lead, and lifting and packing in the chests, till the solid wall was formed one so well bonded together, as a bricklayer would call it, that it seemed to me that it would require a battering-ram to force a way through.
"Good-night, Dale," said Mr Frewen, kindly; "a still tongue maketh a wise head, my lad." They walked on, and disappeared in the darkness directly, while I stood with my back to the bulwarks and my hands in my pockets, thinking about what they had said, and recalling the little things I had thought nothing of at the time, but which came back now looking to be big things.
Jimmy Frewen walked home with Nellie Bowan last night from prayer-meeting and HER ONLY FOURTEEN. Don't you think it horrid BEGINNING SO YOUNG? YOU AND ME would NEVER do anything like that till we were GROWN UP, would we? Willy Fraser looks SO LONESOME in school these days. I must stop for ma says I waste FAR TOO MUCH TIME writing letters. "Your OWN TRUE FRIEND, "SARA RAY.
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