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Here we staid and supped too, and, after my wife had put up some of the grapes in a basket for to be sent to the King, we took coach and home, where we found a hampire of millons sent to me also. 28th.
It would only increase their agony without advancing them more than a few miles on the long, long voyage that he knew still lay before them. "O God, grant us a breeze!" cried Mr Millons, in a deep, tremulous tone breaking a silence that had continued for some hours.
"Well, Millons, what news?" inquired the captain, as he stepped on deck. "Bad news, sir, I fear" replied the first mate. "I found, on coming aboard, that no one knew anything about Sling, so I went ashore at once and 'urried up to the hospital, w'ere, sure enough, I found 'im lyin' with his 'ead bandaged, and lookin' as if 'e were about gone.
To which Mr Millons replied in an ordinary tone, "Ay, ay, sir," and then roared "Lay her head nor'-nor'-east-and-by-nor'-half-nor'," in an unnecessarily loud and terribly fierce tone of voice to the steersman, as if that individual were in the habit of neglecting to obey orders, and required to be perpetually threatened in what may be called a tone of implication.
Soon it came within easy range, and while Captain Dunning looked over the taffrail with a troubled countenance, trying to make her out, the same voice came hoarsely down on the night breeze issuing the same peremptory command. "Turn up the hands, Mr Millons, and serve out pistols and cutlasses.
The elephant, too, I noticed, had his trunk broken exactly the same way as my toy elephant's one was. Wasn't it odd?" "It was rather odd," replied Glynn; "but where did you go after that?" "Oh, then we went on, and on again, until we came to " "It's your turn at the wheel, lad, ain't it?" inquired Mr Millons, coming up at that moment, and putting an abrupt termination to the walk in Fairyland.
Bend your backs, now! do bend your backs," cried the captain, as the three boats sprang from the ship's side and made towards the nearest whale, with the white foam curling at their bow. Several more whales appeared in sight spouting in all directions, and the men were wild with excitement. "That's it! Go it lads!" shouted Mr Millons, as the waist-boat began to creep ahead. "Lay it on! give way!
The great letter upon the cheek of the Muggletonian turned a deeper red, and his eyes burned. The youth was curious. "Tell us all about it, Margery," he said, coaxingly, "and when the millons are ripe, I'll steal you one every night." Margery was nothing loth. She had attained the reputation of an accomplished raconteuse, and she was proud of it.
"Do try another egg, Mr Rokens; the others, I am sure, are fresh. I cannot imagine how a bad one came to be amongst them." "Ah, try another, my lad," echoed the captain. "Pass 'em up this way, Mr Millons." "By no manner o' means; I'll eat this 'un!" replied the harpooner, commencing to eat the bad egg with apparent relish. "I like 'em this way better than nothin', anyhow.
"Oh!" ejaculated Captain Dunning. "He said that, did he? Then my opinion is, that he's not so crazed as you think. Tell the watch, Mr Millons, to keep a sharp look-out." Half-an-hour had not elapsed when the watch on deck heard a loud splash near the wharf, as if some one had fallen into the water.
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