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De big Henglish ship she is hit ver' bad, she is all break-up. Efin, dat leetle privator he stan' round on de fighting side of de gentleman-of-war and take de fire by her loneliness. Say, then, wherever dere is troub' mon onc' 'Lias he is there, he stan' outside de troub' an' look on dat is his hobby. You call it hombog? Oh, nannin-gia!
Once when there is a fight between de Henglish and de hopping Johnnies," he pointed towards France, "dere is seven French ship, dere is two Henglish ship gentlemen-of-war dey are call. Eh ben, one of de Henglish ships he is not a gentleman-of-war, he is what you call go-on-your-own-hook privator. But it is all de same tres-ba, all right! What you t'ink coum to pass?
De big Henglish ship she is hit ver' bad, she is all break-up. Efin, dat leetle privator he stan' round on de fighting side of de gentleman-of-war and take de fire by her loneliness. Say, then, wherever dere is troub' mon onc' 'Lias he is there, he stan' outside de troub' an' look on dat is his hobby. You call it hombog? Oh, nannin-gia!
Ah bah, he tell dem dat he go to save de gentleman-of-war. He see a hofficier all bloodiness and he call hup: 'Es-tu gentiment? he say. 'Gentiment, say de hofficier; 'han' you? 'Naicely, yank you! mon onc' 'Lias he say. 'I will save you, say mon onc' 'Lias 'I will save de ship of God save our greshus King. De hofficier wipe de tears out of his face.
Ah bah, he tell dem dat he go to save de gentleman-of-war. He see a hofficier all bloodiness and he call hup: 'Es-tu gentiment? he say. 'Gentiment, say de hofficier; 'han' you? 'Naicely, yank you! mon onc' 'Lias he say. 'I will save you, say mon onc' 'Lias 'I will save de ship of God save our greshus King. De hofficier wipe de tears out of his face.
In spite of Jean's late protests as to piloting a "gentleman-of-war," this was one of the joyful moments of his life. He could not loosen his rowboat quick enough; he was away almost before you could have spoken his name. Excited as Guida was, she could not resist calling after him: "'God save our greshus King! A bi'tot goodbye!"
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