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Updated: June 12, 2025
Open your hands wide let me see the fingers spread, you dog throw down that thing you're holding! he roared, his rage and certitude increasing together. And then, at almost the same moment, the indomitable Huish decided to throw, and Attwater pulled the trigger.
The captain fell suddenly grave. "I'm coming to that," said he. "I want to speak with Herrick here. You, Hay or Huish, or whatever your name is you take a weed and the other bottle, and go and see how the wind is down by the purao. I'll call you when you're wanted!" "Hey? Secrets? That ain't the ticket," said Huish.
Of a sudden he rose; he seemed all abroad. 'No! he cried. 'No! it can't be! It's too much; it's damnation. God would never forgive it. 'Well, and 'oo wants Him to? returned Huish, shrill with fury. 'You were damned years ago for the Sea Rynger, and said so yourself. Well then, be damned for something else, and 'old your tongue. The captain looked at him mistily.
He bent over the insignificant figure of Huish, where it grovelled, apparently insensible, at the base of the figure-head. 'Dead? he asked. 'No, he's not dead, said Davis. 'And Attwater? asked Herrick. 'Now you just shut your head! replied Davis. 'You can do that, I fancy, and by God, I'll show you how! I'll stand no more of your drivel.
"Do you speak English?" "I speak a little," the woman said. "Just ask these men who they are and where they come from." The woman asked the question in Gaelic, and Malcolm replied: "We are, as you see, fishermen, and we come from Huish." As he spoke there was a slight change in the woman's face; but it passed away, and she translated Malcolm's answer to the officer.
'That's the trouble, said Davis. 'There's only one thing certain: it's no use carting this old glass and ballast to Peru. No, SIR, we're in a hole. 'O my, and the merchand' cried Huish; 'the man that made this shipment! He'll get the news by the mail brigantine; and he'll think of course we're making straight for Sydney. 'Yes, he'll be a sick merchant, said the captain.
And if the sight killed Herrick's hunger, the isolation weighed so heavily on the clerk's spirit, that he was scarce risen from table ere he was currying favour with his former comrade. Herrick was at the wheel when he approached, and Huish leaned confidentially across the binnacle. 'I say, old chappie, he said, 'you and me don't seem to be such pals somehow.
Until that moment, he had seen the clerk always hanging back, always listless, uninterested, and openly grumbling at a word of anything to do; and now, by the touch of an enchanter's wand, he beheld him sitting girt and resolved, and his face radiant. He had raised the devil, he thought; and asked who was to control him? and his spirits quailed. 'Look as long as you like, Huish was going on.
He turned again to his uneasy pacing, but now with an irrational and supporting sense of duty done. He had dug his grave that morning; now he had carved his epitaph; the folds of the toga were composed, why should he delay the insignificant trifle that remained to do? He paused and looked long in the face of the sleeping Huish, drinking disenchantment and distaste of life.
Some of them might have already ducked below it from the rear, and be drawing a bead upon him at that moment from the low-browed crypt, the receptacle of empty bottles and broken crockery. 'Huish, he said, 'come along. ''S lose my ciga', said Huish, reaching vaguely forward. The captain let out a rasping oath. 'Come right along here, said he. ''S all righ'. Sleep here 'th Atty-Attwa.
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