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Updated: June 28, 2025
And in those last few days he had transferred, all unknown to himself or the other man, a measure of the gentility and chivalry that were his birthright, for, unrealizing, Billy Byrne was patterning himself after the man he had hated and had come to love. After the girl's announcement the mucker had continued to sit with bowed head staring at the ground.
The truth of the matter was that Billy Byrne could not conceive the truth of the testimony of his own ears even now he scarce dared believe that the wonderful Miss Harding loved him him, the despised mucker!
He's a what d' you call 'em? You know, a London mucker?" "Cockney?" "Yes, that's it. He put in your new bath-tub, and Onnie jumped him for going round the house looking at things. Dad's getting ready to fire him. He's the worst hand in the place. I'll point him out to you."
"What are you then?" "Mucker," answered Patsy with a grin. For the rest of that day and for many days afterwards Patsy honored us with his presence. After each put he ambled forth, lifted the metal ball from the ground with two dirty little hands, snuggled it against the front of his dirty little shirt, and labored back with it. At the end of the week Patsy had become official helper.
"I guess I'm too tough to croak!" he thought. He wondered if the two men would reach Barbara in safety. He hoped so. Mallory loved her, and he was sure that Barbara had loved Mallory. He wanted her to be happy. No thought of jealousy entered his mind. Mallory was her kind. Mallory "belonged." He didn't. He was a mucker. How would he have looked training with her bunch.
A dozen samurai were running toward them from around the end of the "Palace." The jungle lay a hundred yards across the clearing. There was no time to be lost. "You go first with Miss Harding," cried Theriere. "I'll cover our retreat with my revolver, following close behind you." The mucker caught the girl in his arms, throwing her across his shoulder.
Also, he was surprised to discover that he liked to work, that he took keen pride in striving to outdo the men who worked with him, and this spirit, despite the suspicion which the captain entertained of Billy since the episode of the forecastle, went far to making his life more endurable on board the Halfmoon, for workers such as the mucker developed into are not to be sneezed at, and though he had little idea of subordination it was worth putting up with something to keep him in condition to work.
"I shall never tell you no matter what you do to me. What do you take me for? How dare you think me capable of such a low-down, mucker trick?" Unconsciously she had lapsed into Athol's vernacular. It was the last touch to Miss Woodhull's wrath. She actually flew up out of her chair and catching Beverly by her shoulders shook her soundly. Then it all happened in a flash.
"Yes?" he said. Oliver turned his face away. "You remember what I told you in the summer. Well, it's worse now. I've been going a mucker lately in all sorts of ways to try and get rid of it. But it's all no good. She's got me!" And Lennan thought: You're not alone in that! But he kept silence. His chief dread was of saying something that he would remember afterwards as the words of Judas.
Theriere felt in his trousers' pocket, fishing out a dime. "Heads, you go; tails, I go," he said and spun the silver piece in the air, catching it in the flat of his open palm. "It's heads," said the mucker, grinning. "Gee! Wot's de racket?"
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