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One never knew who might be watching, what slightest sign of secret understanding might not be seized upon and read. Furthermore, Mr. Mussey had not stilled his mutter in the night until their joint and individual lines of action had been elaborately mapped out and agreed upon down to the smallest detail.
I'll see yer blowed into the middle of next week fust! Lor' 'a' mussey! 'ow 'igh an' mighty we are gittin', to be sure! The babby'll be quiet with you, Miss Liz, will it, hindeed! An' it will cry an' fret with its hown mother, will it, hindeed!" And at every sentence she approached Liz more nearly, increasing in fury as she advanced. "Yer low hussy!
Viewing this hideous tableau, appreciating what it meant that Popinot, forearmed with advice from a trusted quarter, had stationed himself outside the door to Monk's stateroom, to waylay and garotte the man whom he expected to emerge therefrom laden with the plunder of Monk's safe Lanyard appreciated further that he had done Mr. Mussey a great wrong.
Mussey; but then, he reminded himself, if there is anything more stupid than to plot a criminal act, it is to permit oneself to be influenced by that criminal stupidity whose other name is jealousy.
For now his mad scheme had suddenly assumed a complexion of comparative simplicity; given the co-operation of the chief engineer, all Lanyard would need to contribute would be a little headwork, a little physical exertion, a little daring and complete indifference, which was both well warranted and already his, to abusing the confidence of Mr. Mussey.
With the next succeeding fog signal darkness absolute descended upon the vessel, shrouding it from stem to stern like a vast blanket of blackness. Mr. Mussey had not failed to keep his pact of treachery. Lanyard was out of his chair before the first call of excited remonstrance rang out on deck to be echoed in clamour.
Then, suppose they want to go on with the game, looting in Europe and sneaking the goods into America with the use of his yacht: what's he going to say, how's he going to stop them?" Accepting these questions as purely rhetorical, Lanyard offered no comment. After a moment the mutter resumed: "Well, what do you think? Am I right or am I wrong?" "Who knows, Mr. Mussey?
Mussey, recently of Dartmouth College, in New Hampshire, relates, that a teacher in Boston, whose general course of discipline was quite mild, was sometimes so much affected in his temper by high-seasoned or over-stimulating dinners, as to be petulant and passionate, even to blows, immediately afterward. Now, whether this was often the case with the individual in question, I cannot say.
Surely it would seem that his faith in his star had been well-placed: was it not now or all signs failed delivering into his hand the forged tool he had so desperately needed, for which he had so earnestly prayed? A heavy sigh issued upon the stillness, freighted with a deep and desolating melancholy. For, it appeared, like all cynics, Mr. Mussey was a sentimentalist at heart.
"The distinguished Dr. Mussey said, many years ago: 'So long as alcohol retains a place among sick patients, so long there will be drunkards. "Dr. Rush wrote strongly against its use as early as 1790.
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