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Yet, at the cry, Black gave a great start, and shivering as a man struck down with a deadly chill, he passed from the grave to the beach. And this was the agony of his returning reason. It was on the next afternoon, near to the setting of the sun, there having been unusual activity about the creek during the forenoon, that Doctor Osbart came to my room with great news for me.
The cold crisp breeze brought the doctor to his senses; but he was absent and wandering, and he left me at the door of my room. For some days I saw no more of Doctor Osbart or of Captain Black. My existence in the rock house seemed to be forgotten by them, and where they were I knew not; but the negro waited on me every day, and I was provided with generous food and many books.
On the second day after the robbery of the Bellonic, we stopped a third ship; though I saw nothing of it, as all the fighting was on the starboard side, and my cabin was to port; but there was a sharp fight on the third morning with a Cape-bound vessel, and again towards the afternoon with one of the North-German Lloyd boats homeward bound to Bremerhaven: as before, Osbart, coming to my rooms, delighted to give me the details of the captures; and that night he was unusually frivolous.
"Not," as he said, "because I can't take your word, but because I don't want anyone fooling in here." He returned in the evening, at seven o'clock, and found me as he had left me, reading a later novel of Paul Bourget's; for Osbart had slept all the afternoon, and was always complaining when on shore.
I found to my amazement that Doctor Osbart acted not only as surgeon to the crew, but also as second officer; "Four-Eyes" being first officer; and the bully, "Roaring John," third.
I followed Doctor Osbart for such his name was down the rock slope we had trodden on the previous evening; and thence to the beach, hard and baked with the sun.
You hear me? and hang up that skipper for a thin-skinned fool." "By thunder, I'm yours all along," replied "Roaring John "; and then he sang out, "Hands for the launch!" "You'd better go as cox," said Osbart to me, "you'll be amused"; and suggested it to Black, who turned upon me a look almost of hate. "Yes, he shall go," he cried; "if we swing, he shall swing, the preaching lubber!
I'm the only man on the ship who does know it, and why it is I can't tell you. I didn't think he was capable of a human feeling." "It's very good of him to waste so much affection on me," said I, meaning to be derisive, but Osbart checked me. "Don't laugh," he exclaimed; "you owe your life to him alone." It was a week after this conversation that Captain Black, Dr.
Only after a long silence did I open the port, and see a majestic vessel, not a hundred yards from us, with our launch at her side; and I could make out the forms of our men walking amongst the passengers and robbing them. The details of this attack Osbart told me with keen relish when he came in to smoke a cigar with me after my dinner.
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