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Just as he began to get the ship's head round again the launch approached within hailing distance, and bade us surrender. Old Muzzy strictly forbidding any reply, they fired a bullet at us from a small swivel gun in the bows. Thereupon one of the crew the same man who had fired at Rupert wanted to discharge the Fair Maid's stern gun at them; but this the boatswain would not permit.
Mr. Van Wyk, peering alongside, heard a muzzy boastful voice apparently jeering at a person called Prendergast. It mouthed abuse thickly, choked; then pronounced very distinctly the word "Murphy," and chuckled. Glass tinkled tremulously. All these sounds came from the lighted port. Mr. Van Wyk hesitated, stooped; it was impossible to look through unless he went down into the mud.
Mr. Trippet could hardly see the Captain, and thought, as far as his muzzy reason would let him, that the Captain could not see him: so he rose from his chair as well as he could, and fell down on Mrs. Catherine's sofa.
Luckily for us the next vessel of the squadron had discharged its broadside just before we came into the line of fire, and the third merely signalled to know if we would surrender. Old Muzzy refused to answer the signal, and his conduct in this, and in not using the Fair Maid's own guns, clearly puzzled those on board the fleet.
Why did I spend eight hundred pound in fitting up this house that you might drink and guzzle?" "She gets letters, and she won't tell me who writes letters," said Mr. Lightfoot, with a muzzy voice, "it's a family affair, sir. Will you take any thing, sir?"
But he neither would have told it if he could, nor could if he would; for the Captain was not only unaccustomed to tell the truth, he was unable even to think it and fact and fiction reeled together in his muzzy, whiskified brain. He began life rather brilliantly with a pair of colours, a fine person and legs, and one of the most beautiful voices in the world.
Winter pig we used to call him, he was so sleek and fat. He looked at Benoni with a woe-begone expression, and, turning away, helped himself to some liquor which stood on a table. I followed him out and heard him say to Amos Muzzy: "Have you been in to see Benoni? Looks real sweet and pretty. Mighty good rum the town provided. Some of Buckman's best. Poor little fellow!
I get muzzy in the head unless I sleep enough. Do you ever suffer from muzziness in the head, dear?" "That's just like one of your dear old-fashioned words," said Florence; "if I did feel it I shouldn't be allowed to express it in that way at school. By the way, mother, what do you think of me? Haven't I grown a good lot?"
Dempster and Mrs. Mountain have clattered into the yard, have jumped from their horses, have elbowed through the negroes, have rushed into the house, have run through it and across the porch, where the British officers are sitting in muzzy astonishment; have run down the stairs to the garden where George and Harry are walking, their tall enemy stalking opposite to them; and almost ere George Warrington has had time sternly to say, "What do you do here, madam?"
By weight of all this authority I find myself being dragged to the conclusion that a host and a guest must be the same thing, after all. Yet in a dim and muzzy way, deep down in my breast, I feel sure that they are different. Compromise, you see, as usual.
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