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He filled it himself, lighted it with a glowing coal, and appeared to be the happiest of quadrumana. It may readily be understood that this similarity of tastes of Jup and Pencroft served to tighten the bonds of friendship which already existed between the honest ape and the worthy sailor. "Perhaps he is really a man," said Pencroft sometimes to Neb.
Top and Jup were to remain with the engineer, Herbert, and Neb, for a bark or a cry at a wrong moment would give the alarm. "Do not be imprudent," said Harding to the reporter and Pencroft, "you have not to gain possession of the corral, but only to find out whether it is occupied or not." "All right," answered Pencroft. And the two departed.
Close by was the tree which Neb had also spoken of. He examined it with an appraising eye, then looked about to see what spectators were near. No one was in sight save a pair of piccaninnies, down the fence a hundred yards or so, with eyes glued to other knot-holes or to cracks. "To the deuce with dignity!" he cried. "I'll just inspect that tree."
Soon the "Speedy" reached the point of the islet; she rounded it with ease; the mainsail was braced up, and the brig hugging the wind, stood across the mouth of the Mercy. "The scoundrels! they are coming!" said Pencroft. At that moment, Cyrus Harding, Ayrton, the sailor, and Herbert, were rejoined by Neb and Gideon Spilett.
Bristoe had turned over the dead body at the foot of the steps, and was peering down into the upturned face. "It's the Indian," he said grimly, "Sanchez must 'a' mistook him fer one of us, and shot the poor devil." "And Sanchez himself is out yonder on that sand-spit," and Keith pointed; then lifted his voice to make it carry across the stream. "Come on over, Doctor, you and Neb.
"I 'member the wittles on the binnacle quite plain now," said Barney; "and, yes, o' course, I kep' coming over all soft like, and wantin' to sing songs, and listen to moosic, and couldn't sing; but it was all silver and gold and sunshine and beautiful birds in beautiful trees. Yes, it's all right, sir. You see now, don't you, Neb?" "No, I can't see nowt; but I dessay it's all right.
"You are but a nigger, I know, Neb," the old seaman got out, "but your heart would do honour to a king. It's next to Miles's, and that's as much as can be said of any man's. Come nearer, boy; none here will grudge you the liberty." Little Lucy drew back in an instant, and fairly pulled Neb into the place she herself had just before occupied. "Bless you for that, young 'un," said Marble.
She shrank back into a window recess, too embarrassed to face him without first pausing to gather up her courage. "Put 'em there, Neb," said the Colonel, pointing to the table, and then, after the packages had been arranged to suit him: "Here, take this, and drink to the jockey that rode Queen Bess." "T'ankee, Marse Cunnel, t'ankee," Neb replied, pocketing the tip.
"And Captain Harding will perhaps be very perplexed how to explain this disappearance," thought Herbert. "Look here," said Neb, who wished to hide his ill-luck, "we won't speak about it." "On the contrary, Neb, we must speak about it," replied Herbert. And the two, taking the cart, which there was now no use for, returned to Granite House.
Neb followed his recital with bulging eyes, and an occasional exclamation. At the end he burst forth: "Yo' say dar was two ob dem white men murdered one an ol' man wid a gray beard, an' de odder 'bout thirty? Am dat it, Massa Jack, an' dey had fo' span ob mules, an' a runnin' hoss?" "Yes." "An' how far out was it?" "About sixty miles."
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