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But it'll want a good leader, and a good ship; and young as Garge Saint Leger be, I do believe he've a-got the brains and the courage for it, while I've got the ship. If I'd a built the Nonsuch expressly for such an adventure she couldn't ha' been better suited for it. So I comed home and thought the thing over until I'd made up my mind about it. Now, Garge, I'm willin' to do this for 'e.
"I may not tell. Hug me closer, Bessie, dear. I'm in woeful want o' love." She rocked me, then smoothing my cheek kissing me hoping thus to still my grief. A long, long time she coddled me, as my mother might have done. "Not sinful," she said. "Ay, a wicked fellow. We must turn un out o' here, Bessie. He've no place here, no more. He've sinned." She kissed me on the lips.
"He says his name be Job Winter, and that he was one of the crew of Admiral Hawkins' ship, the Minion. He've been in this hell upon earth since last August, and all that time they fiends in human form up there," indicating the occupants of the dais, "have been trying their hardest to make a good Catholic of him. And this is how they've been doing it. Look to mun."
He've got the tenderlines in th' pack of he and ter-morrer ye's goin' ter feed on something worth bitin' inter. Ef yer doesn't say so I'll be awful fooled. And yer better shift yer stockin's right now, ma'am, 'cause walkin' all day in the mash is bound ter soak yer feet spite o' good boots. I'll be back in a minnut." The good creature dashed away on her errand, and we were left to tell our tales.
"The peeler," Milly Sanders nodded; and it flashed on Gilbart that the policeman's joke, the carriage, the girl's face and these thoughts of his had all gone by in something less than ten seconds. "He've got the 'ump to-night, that's what's the matter with 'im." And Milly Sanders nodded again reassuringly. "What are you doing here?" Gilbart asked. "Me?
He've a-drunk too much beer these four years past to last over a five-mile course; let be that never was his distance. And here's another thing: they've picked Tremenjous Hosken for one th'art." "And he's as strong as a bullock." "I dessay: but Seth Ede pulls thirty-eight or thirty-nine to the minute all the time he's racing never a stroke under. I've watched him a score o' times.
He was up at five o'clock this very morning, the groom says, putting stuff into the corners of its mouth with a silver teaspoon, and he've had all the cow doctors about to see him, and Dr. Gilpin himself he've been every day, and Mr. Andrewes the same. And I'd like to know, my deary, what more could be done for a sick Christian than the doctor and parson with him daily till he dies?"
"That clock belonged to Abel," repeated Jenny emphatically, "and he've a-left it to me in his will." She drew a piece of paper from her pocket, opened it slowly, and proceeded to read its contents aloud, with great dignity. "'In case o' my death, I, Abel Guppy, bein' firm in mind and body " "What does he mean by that?" interrupted Betty.
He'd never find it!" "Run and see," Mrs. Day said. She began to be impressed by the look of fear on Deleah's face; the girl was trembling violently, now, her teeth chattering as if with extreme cold. In less than a minute Emily was back. "He've got it," they heard her calling as she came. "The pistol's gone. He've got it. Sure as we're living, he's goin' to shoot hisself, on account of Bessie!"
I've kept it in long enough, and I can't trust myself to do it no more. He've got to know, and, with all eternity to get over it and forgive me in, I have a right to be hopeful that he will." Hyssop Drake died in that fixed resolve; and I'm sure I trust that, when 'tis my turn to join my parents again, I shall find no shadow between 'em. But there's a lot of doubt about it knowing father.
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