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Updated: June 26, 2025
"'Hofficer, said he, 'I ax your pardon if I offended you, I thought you was a pokin' fun at me, for I am nothing but a poor hignorant farmer, from the country, and these townspeople are always making game of us. I'll tell you all about that are moose and how I killed him.
The consequence was, as the evening was clear, that there was a very numerous assemblage upon the forecastle of the cutter Yungfrau. "Flog Jemmy," said Bill Spurey. "Why, Jemmy's a hofficer." "To be sure he is," observed another; "and quite as good a one as Vanslyperken himself, though he don't wear brass on his hat." "D n it what next heh, Coble?" Coble hitched up his trousers.
"Who is the hofficer with the red beard?" he asked, while thus engaged. The interpreter seemed unwilling to answer at first, but, on a repetition of the question replied "Pasha." "Pasha, eh? Ah, that accounts for the respect of the cap'n rather shorter in the legs these 'ere than I could 'ave wished; 'owever, beggars, they say, mustn't be well, they're wide enough anyhow. A Pasha, is 'e?
"She don't want to say nothin' disrespectable," said Peter, "against her friend, but she was no shentleman for all tat." "He is now," said Tom again, with an air of triumph. "He is an hofficer, and dines at the mess. I don't suppose he'd be seen with me now, for it's agen the rules of the service, but he is the best friend I have in the world."
We wos 'bleeged to gif in, for wot kin courage do agin numbers? so we wos took aboord a friggit and 'zamined." "An' what?" asked the seaman. "'Zamined. Overhauled," replied the Moor. "Oh! examined, I see. Well?" "Well, I feels sure of git hoff, bein' a Algerine Moor, so w'en my turn comes, I says to the hofficer wot 'zamined us, says I, `I's not a Breetish man!
His master guv me the suvering. He guv it to me to tell him where your Mattie was. James. Don't you fancy you're g' in' to take in an experienced old gen'leman like that with your cock-and-bull stories! Come along, I say. Hey! Police! Bill. Here you are! Give it to old Hunx there. He shan't never see his Mattie! I wur right to chivy him, arter all. Now look here, Timothy. I'm a detective hofficer.
Stop till I put up my needle, and I will take a turn wid you." Here he drew himself up with a great deal of absurd gravity. "Proper dat British hofficer in distress should assist one anoder We shall consult togeder. How can I serve you?" "Why, Peter, if you could help us to a passage to Port Royal, it would be serving us most essentially.
"Four parcels on the roof, Captain," he said, looking as only a cabman can look at his money, and spinning his extra shilling. "Twopence each under new hact, you know. Scarcely thought a hofficer would 'a tried evasion." "You consummate scoundrel and you dress yourself like a countryman! I'll have your badge indorsed I'll have your license marked. Erema, pay the thief; it is more than I can do."
He knew he could defend himself from any assault the crew might make in that condition. But they made none. They stopped a little way from him, some drunkenly grave, others winking or leering, some abusive and threatening. "Go'n' tuh 'lect 'nother captain," announced Mulcher thickly. "You no reg'lar hofficer!" "You 'it a man for 'elpin' you, and 'urt 'is eye!"
"You see, Massa 'Plinter, I am desirable to serve you; it is good for me at present to make some friend wid the hofficer of de squadron, being as how dat I am absent widout leave. If you will promise dat you will stand my friends, I will put you in de way of getting a shove across to de east end of Jamaica; and I will go wid you, too, for company.
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