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A hail came from the raft uttered by two voices. "O Mr Shobbrok, that was Nub's voice, and Alice's too! I am sure of it," exclaimed Walter, scarcely able to speak from excitement. He then, lifting up his own voice, shouted in return "Is that you, Alice? Is that you, Nub?" "Yes, yes," answered Nub; "praise Heaven, we all right! Is dat you, Massa Walter?" "Yes," answered Walter. "O Walter!
"Either there was no land in sight yesterday, and we were mistake when we fancied we formerly saw it, or a mist hanging about it hid it from our view." "Perhaps we see it when daylight come back," observed Nub; "and dat just begin to break astern." The dawn gradually increased. Nub kept eagerly looking out ahead. "I see someting!" he exclaimed suddenly. "It either a rock or a boat."
"But I see it on the starboard bow," exclaimed Walter. "It seems to me as if it had kept perfectly together, though the mast has gone." "How can that be?" exclaimed the mate, looking round in the direction towards which Nub was pointing. "Yes, you are right, Nub; that's our raft, sure enough. And now, Walter, I will try to get a look at what you say is a raft."
Soon after the surgeon came to her, and begged that she would go into the cabin. "Let me help you, Missie Alice," said Nub. "Better aff dere dan on deck." Alice saw that something was wrong, but could not make out exactly what it was. She went, however, as Mr Lawrie requested her; and taking up a book endeavoured to read, but not with much success.
Near it was the large shell of the mollusc on another fire, where Nub had placed it to warm up its contents. "We have fish and fowl; but I wish that we had some farinaceous or other vegetable diet in addition for the sake of our young lady, especially," observed the mate.
He leaped several feet to another nub of rock, teetered precariously several seconds, then suddenly his pedestal broke off. Sheep and rock dropped straight toward me. To avoid the rock, I sprang sideways. The sheep plunged down upon me as the rock hurtled past. Together we revolved, that sheep and I, the camera being abandoned in midair to shift for itself.
The doctor looked critically at the czar, who returned his gaze with stolid indifference. "I never saw a more perfect nub on any nose," he answered honestly. "He's a fine big boy, and his mother should be proud of him." "There now, what did I tell you!" Pearlie cried delightedly, nodding her head at an imaginary audience.
Nub did his best with the long oar he had fixed as a rudder in the after part of the raft to keep it before the wind, so that it still drove on, though at much less speed than when the sail was set. Happily, soon after the last violent blast, the gale began sensibly to abate and the sea to go down, and when at length the long wished-for morning came it was almost calm.
The creature had, however, still an abundance of life, and made desperate efforts to escape. When it advanced, the doctor drove his spear further down its throat; and when it retreated, finding the point unpleasant, Nub hauled away on the rope, which grew tighter and tighter round its neck.
Now if you will listen, you will know that this must be the list of statistics which was to be the 'nub' of your great effort, and the accompanying blast the beginning of the burst of eloquence which was continued on the next page and you will recognize that there was where you broke down." She read the page. Mr. Trollop said: "This is perfectly astounding. Still, what is all this to me?
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