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The doctor mused. "It may be difficult," he said, by and by, "to fix this wreck upon Jagger." "Hist!" Jonas replied, stepping near. "The skipper o' the Jessie Dodd," he whispered, pointedly, solemnly closing one eye, "is wonderful weak in the knees."
But Jagger caught a billet of wood from the box, and, with a hoarse, stifled cry frightful to hear drew back to throw. Then the doctor's light step sounded in the hall, and in he came, brushing past the dog, which slunk away into the shadows.
32. =Cheese Straws.= Sift six ounces of flour on the pastry board, make a hole or well in the centre; into this well put two tablespoonfuls of cream, three ounces of grated Parmesan, or any rich dry cheese, four ounces of butter, half a teaspoonful of salt, quarter of a teaspoonful of white pepper, and the same quantity of grated nutmeg, together with as much cayenne as you can take up on the point of a very small pen-knife blade; mix all these ingredients with the tips of the ringers, to a firm paste, knead it well, roll it out an eighth of an inch thick; and with a sharp knife, or pastry jagger, cut it in straws about eight inches long, and quarter of an inch wide; lay the strips carefully on a buttered tin, and bake them light straw color in a moderate oven.
But," with a frown of anxious doubt, "the Jagger crew was aboard, bound home t' Newf'un'land. An' well I'm troubled. They was drunk an' Jagger was drunk an' I asked un about my maid an'...." "Would he tell you nothing?" the doctor asked. "Well," said Tom, turning away, "he just laughed." We were at that moment distracted by the footfall of men coming in haste up the path from my father's wharf.
"'Docks, b'y, says he, 'we'll be liftin' anchor when we gets all the fish they is. Jagger, says he, 'wants fish, an' I'm the boy t' get un. When the last one's weighed an' stowed, we'll lift anchor an' out; but not afore. "We was three days out from Poor Luck Harbour, tradin' Kiddle Tickle, when Tommy Mib, the first hand, took a suddent chill.
And Jagger, overmastered by this confident assumption of authority, went away, as he was bidden, casting backward glances, ominous of machinations to come.
'Skipper, he whines, 'I've cotched it! "''Tis the smallpox, sir, says I. 'I seed the spots. "'No such nonsense! says the skipper. ''Tis the measles. That's what he've got. Jagger an' me says so. "'But Jagger ain't here, says I. "'Never you mind about that, says he. 'I knows what Jagger thinks. "When we put into Harbour Grand we knowed it wasn't no measles.
"If he won't fetch her aboard, Jagger," said the doctor, turning to the dog's master, "she'll do very well, I'll be bound, till we get back from the north. Eh, Jagger? If he cared very much, he'd fetch her aboard, wouldn't he?" Jagger laughed. "Ay, she'll do very well," the doctor repeated, now addressing my father, "till we get back. I'll take a look at her then."
"Oh, dear God!" he muttered, turning with a gray face. "They've eat him up!" Then forgetting the old vow he laughed. ... And this was true. They had eaten him up. The snow was all trampled and gory. They had eaten him up. Among the tatters of his garments, I found a hand; and I knew that hand for the hand of Jagger of Wayfarer's Tickle.... They had turned wolves they had eaten him up.
Believe me, sir, when I lets my heart feel again the fears o' last fall, I haven't no love left for Jim. No, sir! doin' what he done this summer, I haven't no love left for Jim. "'It's fish me an' Jagger wants, b'y, says he t' me, 'an' they's no one'll keep un from us. "'Dear man! says I, pointin' t' the scales, 'haven't you got no conscience? "'Conscience! says he. 'What's that?
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