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Eben Megg wouldn't be here for nothing, and there's half a dozen more hanging about. "Well," he added, after a pause. "I'm not going to tell tales about either side. Don't know much, and what I do know I'm going to keep to myself. Smuggling arn't right; no more arn't playing spy and informer so I stands upon my wooden pegs and looks on. They won't take me. Wouldn't mind, though, if they did.
Eben Megg had only just disappeared when the faint, monotonous cry of "Ahoy!" rose once more from below, setting the thoughts buzzing and throbbing about in Aleck's brain in a most extraordinary way. For the lad felt utterly puzzled he knew not why. He felt that there was something he ought to know, and yet he did not know it, and he failed to grasp the reason why he could not understand it.
This fellow ill-conditioned fellow Megg was fighting against the law. He was doubtless there on some business connected with smuggling, and nearly got caught by the press-gang an institution I do not admire, but those in authority consider it a necessity for the supply of the Navy. Keep away from all these worries, and as much as possible from Rockabie and its young ruffians."
"Not me, my lad. Look! I trust you to come after me sharp before the cutter's men see you. Come, you won't shrink now?" "He came along this way, I'll swear," came from overhead, quite loudly, and a whistle rang out again. Eben Megg seized Aleck's arm with his left hand, and with his right caught the lad's fingers for a moment in a firm grip. "Jump just as I do. I'll be ready to catch you."
"I don't see it," said Aleck, who felt ready to give the man credit for having met with some mishap. "Well, I do. It was a deeply-laid scheme to trap us shut us up here and leave us to die while he escaped." "Nonsense," cried Aleck. "Why, it would be a horrible murder!" "Yes; horrible diabolical shocking." "I don't believe Eben Megg would be such a wretch," said Aleck, stoutly.
Then he listened for a repetition of the call for help as a guide to his next proceedings; but all was still save the querulous cry of a gull. "I can't understand it a bit," he said, looking about him in a more perplexed way than ever. "Eben Megg spoke as if he knew about someone being in trouble; yes, and that if he did not return I was to go to his wife. Why, what nonsense it seems!
"To to to help me?" he gasped. "Yes, and to have you out into the daylight again. You, Eben Megg, take off the chain directly!" cried Aleck. "How dare you chain an officer and a gentleman as if he were a thief or a dog?" "Oh!" cried the prisoner, and the ejaculation sounded wildly hysterical and passionate as that of a girl. "Oh oh! Don't don't speak to me don't! Oh, you I can't bear it!
That's just how our old skipper used to work it; and if I were Eben Megg and didn't want to go to sea I should give up smuggling and take to an inland job, where he warn't known, and then he'd be safe. Ha! Them's the sort," he said, taking the fresh nails. "No rusting about them coppery nails."
"That's as good as saying that if I fish along here you'll sink my boat." "Didn't say I would, but it's like enough as some 'un might shove a boat-hook through or drop in a good big boulder stone." "Then I tell you what it is, Master Eben Megg. If any damage is done to my Seagull you'll have to answer for it before the magistrate." "Oh! that's your game, is it, my lad?
"Sarvant, sir," said Tom, pulling his forelock, man-o'-war fashion, to the young officer. "Been showing Eben Megg how the cave was busted up, sir, in the storm. I beg pardon, sir; I've been scouring and swabbing out the boat 'smorning in case you and the luff-tenant wanted to go for a sail." "To be sure," cried Aleck, eagerly.
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