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Updated: June 5, 2025
It isn't much enjoyment that we get on this bleak plateau. Well, good-night. You mustn't keep it up after 'lights out, you know." "That's something like a first lieutenant," Allison said, when Mr. Hethcote had retired. "Most of them look as if they'd swallowed a ramrod, and treat middies as if they were the dust of the earth.
Two masked batteries, one upon each side of the bay, and mounting each six guns, had opened upon them. The cutter, commanded by the second lieutenant, was smashed by a round shot and instantly sunk. A ball struck close to the stroke-oar of the gig, deluging its occupants with water and ricochetting over the gunwale of the boat, between the stroke-oar and Mr. Hethcote.
He would have come on and joined with me at once, sir, only he got his arm broken, and was laid up with fever after some fighting we had among the Polish insurgents." "Among what!" Mr. Hethcote exclaimed, astonished. "But never mind that now; I am glad indeed to hear that Hawtry also is alive, but you must tell me all about it presently. There are your other friends waiting to speak to you."
Hethcote looked at the address on the letter with an expression of surprise, which did not escape the notice of Amelius. "Do you know Mr. Farnaby?" he asked. "I have some acquaintance with him," was the answer, given with a certain appearance of constraint. Amelius went on eagerly with his questions. "What sort of man is he?
I expect my grammar is very shaky, as I picked it all up entirely by ear, and no doubt I make awful mistakes, but I can get on fast enough." "I shall report your return to-morrow to the Admiral," Captain Hethcote said. "It is not improbable that he will at once attach you to the battery in front again.
After two hours' conversation with his friends, Jack received a message that Captain Hethcote invited him to dine in his cabin, and here a quarter of an hour later he found not only the captain, but the first and second lieutenants.
Here Rufus stopped the narrative, having an interesting question to put. "Might I inquire, sir, what her salary was?" "Thirty pounds a year," Amelius replied. "She was out teaching from nine o'clock to two and then went home again." "There seems to be nothing to complain of in that, as salaries go," Mr. Hethcote remarked. "She made no complaint," Amelius rejoined.
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