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At the conclusion of our interview he departed, and meeting our champion, cordially shook him by the hand; then addressing his companions, remarked, "This, my lads, is a quarrel between the traders, in which we have no right to interfere at all; for my own part, I am very much obliged to the jintlemin on both sides o' the road, for traiting me so jintaily; but Jack Hall shall not be made a tool of by anybody whatsumdever."
"Now, jintlemin," said Tim, addressing Weeks and myself after putting the innocent cause of our quarrel inside his cabin and locking the door to prevent accidents, as he shrewdly observed, "if ye're both av ye riddy an' willin', as it's goin' on for the sicond dog-watch, whin all hands are allers allowed at say to skoilark an' devart theirsilves, ye can follow me out on the fo'c's'le, me jokers, an' have y'r shindy out fairly in a friendly way."
"We'll hev a splindid toime of it entoirely. Faith, Oi'll go and git me hair cut, to look like a jintlemin, afore I says yer sisther an' yer fayther and moother!" "I think I'll do the same, Mick," said I. "They haven't seen me in my bluejacket rig yet, and I want to look as smart as I can too!"
"Come, come, jintlemin," called the Irish lad, sharply. "Take yer positions, fer Oi'm goin' t' give th' worrud." "This is your last chance to run away, Dutchy," faltered Ephraim, who seemed to be losing confidence. "Dis vos your lasd obbortunity to abologize, Yankee," said Hans, rather weakly. "Ready to foire at th' worrud," called Barney.
"`Faith, I must complimint you, jintlemin, on the profound skill an' knowledge you have shown in your profession, says he. `I don't think I ivver heard a more ignorant or illeterate diagnosis of a case since I've been professor at Trinity College! "He was a moighty polite man was Professor Lancett.
The old pistols, loaded with heavy charges of powder, but minus bullets, were thrust into their hands. Both Hans and Ephraim were ghastly pale. The Dutch lad's teeth were chattering, and the Yankee boy's knees shook beneath him. But both tried to put on a bold front. "Are ye ready, jintlemin?" demanded Barney Mulloy, who had been chosen to give the word.
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