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"Quite. Indeed, I would have begged leave to go out some days ago, but Doctor Jackman there, who is a very stern practitioner, forbids me. However, I have my revenge, for I compel him to sit with me a great deal, and entertain me with Indian stories." "Oh!" exclaimed Junkie, who happened to be in the room, "he hasn't told you yet about the elephant hunt, has he?"
The act brought before his eyes another bed a small one in a corner of the room reminding him of what he had forgotten, that, the house being full to overflow by the recent accession of visitors, little Joseph, better known as Junkie, shared the room with him. Junkie was at the moment sleeping soundly, after the manner of the hedgehog that is, curled up in the form of a ball.
Junkie was ordered to stand back, and complied with a bad grace, being an ardent sportsman. "Look out!" exclaimed the brother in front to the brothers in rear. "Ready!" was the quiet response. Next moment out came the lioness with a savage growl, and went straight at Septimus, who cocked his gun as coolly as if he were about to slay a sparrow.
We have probably given the impression that MacRummle was alone, but this is not strictly correct. In his own estimation he was, indeed, in absolute solitude, and, so far, his felicity was unbroken; but his steps had been dogged that morning, and the dogger was Junkie. That eccentric youngster possessed a mind which it is not easy to analyse or describe.
Now then, both of you stand close to me a little behind so; it's the safest place if you don't want to be hooked, and be ready with the gaff, Junkie," said the fisher, as he turned a critical eye on the water, and made a fine cast over what he deemed the most likely part of the pool. "Father never rose a fish there," said Junkie, with a demure look.
It was plain that neither dressing gongs nor breakfast-bells had any effect upon him, for he lay still in motionless slumber. "Hallo! Junkie, did you hear the gong?" said Barret, pushing the boy gently. But Junkie answered not, and he had to push him three or four times gently, and twice roughly, before he could awaken the youngster.
Jackman replied, with a laugh, that he had never performed that curious operation on anything but socks that, indeed, he had never heard of such a thing being done. "I knew it was a cracker," said Junkie. "What d'you mean by a cracker, my boy?" inquired Jackman. "A lie," said Junkie, promptly. "And who told the cracker?" "Ivor. He tells me a great, great many stories."
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Junkie looked at the Irishman doubtfully for a moment, then said "Father, Quin says he wants to stop with me." "You mayn't do that, Quin," returned the laird with a smile; "but you may go and stay with your master. I heard him say that he would like you to be with him to keep you out of mischief." "Thankee, sor.
"Pray don't look so pointedly at me, Miss Moss," said Jackman; "I assure you I have no intention of attempting murder at least not in that direction." "Och! an' it's murder enough you've done already for wan man," said Quin in an undertone. "Oh! I say, that reminds me. Do tell us the rest of the story of the elephant hunt, Mr Jackman," cried Junkie. "Not just now, my boy. It's a long story.
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