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Updated: June 14, 2025
If not, I am certain there was no lack of encouragement that day in the honest, smiling faces of Captain Hocken and Captain Hunken as they stood with proprietary mien, one on either side of the roadway, and each with an enormous red rose aglow in his button-hole. Pulvis et umbra sumus "The tumult and the shouting dies."
What you heard me say was that he'd go to hell, and I was sure of it. . . . And you may call it weak, but I can't bear it," the child broke out with a cry of distress, intertwisting her fingers and wringing them. "It's dreadful dreadful! to sit by and watch him lyin' there, with his mind workin' and no power to speak. All the time he's wantin' to say something to me, and and Where's Cap'n Hocken?"
'A hundred pound lyin' idle' and Hocken around with the same tale this forenoon. . . . Ten per cent, and at a moderate risk. . . . She's shrewd, too, by all accounts. . . . Damme, if this isn't a queer cross-runnin' world! A woman like that, if I'd had the luck to meet her a three-four year ago before this happened!" . . . He eyed his palsied hand as it reached out, shaking, for the tea-cup.
"Who wants to catch him?" "You don't take my meanin', ma'am, if you'll excuse me," floundered Captain Cai in a sweat. "I ought to ha' said that 'Bias, though one in a thousand, is terrible shy with females or ladies, as I should say." "He'll be all the more welcome for that," said Mrs Bosenna relentlessly. "You must certainly bring him, Captain Hocken."
"Whose?" "Well, your friend's, to start with." "Is that necessary?" "It will help us to be persuasive." Seeing that 'Bias still hesitated, Mr Benny went on. "May I take it, for instance, that one may credit him, as a friend of yours, with a seafaring past?" "I do believe," responded 'Bias with a slow smile after regarding Mr Benny for some seconds, "as you're thinkin' of Cai Hocken?"
But 'Bias's face reflected none of the mirth he had awakened. "I mayn't know much about ploughin', Cai Hocken " he began. "Ah? Good day, Captain Hunken!" interposed Mrs Bosenna. "Good-day to you, ma'am." He raised his hat without answering her smile.
Mr Benny laughed. "And yet it would not be so tremendous a guess, hey? seeing what friends you two are." "It won't do no harm," allowed 'Bias after pondering a while, "if you took it to be Cai Hocken; though, mind you, I don't say as you're right." "That's understood. . . . Now for the lady's occupation?" "Well . . . you might make it farmin' for the sake of argument."
"Well, that's over!" Captain Caius Hocken, from the stern-sheets of the boat bearing him shoreward, slewed himself half-about for a look back at his vessel, the Hannah Hoo barquentine. This was a ticklish operation, because he wore a tall silk hat and had allowed his hair to grow during the passage home St.
"Is Captain Hocken standin' too?" "They say so." "Then I'll plump for both of you. Wait, though I won't promise: or when the canvass starts you'll both be neglectin' me." The next day Cai called in turn with his rent. "And there's another little matter," said he after handing it to her. "You remember that hundred pounds?
There is a collie there that they have got a grudge against and will tear to bits if they catch." The Professor paused. "Oh, dear! oh, dear! I must give all this part to Hocken to keep. Ah! Now here is about his work. They have engaged him at four pounds a week. He does not know exactly what he is. Not a sub-editor. Not a reporter.
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