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De hofficier call down to him: 'Is dere nosing else you will take? 'Nannin, do not tempt me, say mon onc' 'Lias. 'I am not a gourman'. I will take de privator dat is my hobby. All de time de cannons grand dey brow-brou! boum-boum! what you call discomfortable. Time is de great t'ing, so de hofficier wipe de tears out of his face again. 'Coum up, he say; 'de privator is yours. "Away dey go.
De hofficier call down to him: 'Is dere nosing else you will take? 'Nannin, do not tempt me, say mon onc' 'Lias. 'I am not a gourman'. I will take de privator dat is my hobby. All de time de cannons grand dey brow-brou! boum-boum! what you call discomfortable. Time is de great t'ing, so de hofficier wipe de tears out of his face again. 'Coum up, he say; 'de privator is yours. "Away dey go.
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.
'I will take no reward, say mon onc' 'Lias, 'but, for a leetle pourboire, you will give me de privator eh? 'Milles sacres' say de hofficier, 'mines saeres de privator! he say, ver' surprise'. 'Man doux d'la vie I am damned! 'You are damned trulee, if you do not get into de Ecrehoses, say mon onc' 'Lias 'A bi'tot, good-bye! he say.
De Frenchies dey grind dere teeth and spit de fire. But de Henglish laugh at demdey are safe. 'Frien' of my heart, say de hofficier to mon onc' 'Lias, 'pilot of pilots, he say, 'in de name of our greshus King I t'ank you A bi'tot, good-bye! he say. 'Tres-ba, mon onc' 'Lias he say den, 'I will go to my privator. 'You will go to de shore, say de hofficier.
'De King will reward you, man alive, he say. Mon onc' 'Lias he touch his breast and speak out. 'Mon hofficier, my reward is here trejous. I will take you into de Ecrehoses. 'Coum up and save de King's ships, says de hofficier.
'De King will reward you, man alive, he say. Mon onc' 'Lias he touch his breast and speak out. 'Mon hofficier, my reward is here trejous. I will take you into de Ecrehoses. 'Coum up and save de King's ships, says de hofficier.
Gad'rabotin respe d'la compagnie if dere is a ship of de King coum to de Ecrehoses, and de hofficier say to me" he tapped his breast "'Jean Touzel, tak de ships of de King trough de rocks, ah bah, I would rememb' mon onc' 'Lias. I would say, 'A bi'tot-good-bye. . . . Slowlee slowlee! We are at de place. Bear wif de land, ma'm'selle! Steadee! As you go! V'la! hitch now, Maitre Ranulph."
De Frenchies dey grind dere teeth and spit de fire. But de Henglish laugh at demdey are safe. 'Frien' of my heart, say de hofficier to mon onc' 'Lias, 'pilot of pilots, he say, 'in de name of our greshus King I t'ank you A bi'tot, good-bye! he say. 'Tres-ba, mon onc' 'Lias he say den, 'I will go to my privator. 'You will go to de shore, say de hofficier.
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.
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