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In his own way and with a directness peculiar to all his acts, did Captain Bean admit the full sum of his rashness, adding, thoughtfully: "I s'pose you won't have to do much cookin' after Stashia comes; but you'll still be mate, Lank, and there'll be plenty to keep you busy on the P'int."
When you observes to a fellow-bein' that a-way 'Hold up your hands! you must be partic'lar an' see he does it. Which if you grows lax on this p'int he's mighty likely to put your light out right thar. "An' jest as Jack Moore tells me once when we're puttin' in some leesure hours an' whiskey mingled, you don't want to go too close to standup your gent.
"'I started to p'int out one or two things to 'im that he seemed to 'ave forgot, but 'e wouldn't listen. He was so excited that he didn't seem to know wot 'e was doing, and arter he 'ad got three more 'arf-pints waiting for me, all in a row on the counter, I 'ad to ask 'im whether he thought I was there to do conjuring tricks, or wot? "'There was a letter waiting for me in the office, he ses.
What do you want it for?" he said, turning quickly to Maria, who coloured and then replied quietly "To live in! which is exactly what you said when I asked you a similar question a couple of months ago!" "The p'int is," continued Amos, quickly growing more wide awake, and addressing the ceiling as a neutral and impartial listener, "that Mr.
'Spy-glass Shoulder, I take it, means that lower p'int there. It's child's play to find the stuff now. I've half a mind to dine first." "I don't feel sharp," growled Morgan. "Thinkin' o' Flint I think it were as done me." "Ah, well, my son, you praise your stars he's dead," said Silver. "He was an ugly devil," cried a third pirate, with a shudder; "that blue in the face, too!"
"I gin'rally take the short cut through the narrers," replied the Captain, "but I thought you mightn't like the breakers on the shoals, so I'm goin' 'round the p'int flat." "Huh! I ain't a-scared of breakers. Can't be too rough for me. Wisht 'twould blow to beat the band." "Maybe 'twill by and by. Pretty toler'ble slick now, though."
He told me that he made it a p'int to get what he wanted and he was goin' to get it now. One thing he told me I didn't know afore, and it's kind of odd, too. He said the land this house sits on used to belong to him once. His father left it to him. He sold it a long while ago, afore my Uncle Abner bought, I guess. Now he's sorry he sold." "That was queer, what else did he say?"
"Nothing at all! Nothing at all!" replied Will hastily. "'Bell'wing' is bellowing. The writer meant the bellowing thunders, and it's cut off to bell'wing for the sake of rhyme and metre, a poetical liberty, so to speak. You see, poets have liberties denied to other people." "Wa'al, I reckon they need a few. All that I ever seed did. But I'm mighty glad the p'int hez been settled.
In a few moments we heard a sound as of someone coming softly down the ladder at the other end of the room. It was so dark I could see nothing. 'Who's there? Uncle Eb demanded. 'Don't p'int thet gun at me, somebody whispered. 'This is my home and I warn ye t' leave it er I'll do ye harm. Here I shall quote you again from the diary of Uncle Eb. 'It was so dark I couldn't see a han' before me.
Black Cloud dies standin', for the knife p'int bites his spine. "No, son, no one gets arrested; Injuns don't have jails, for the mighty excellent reason that no Injun culprit ever vamoses an' runs away. Injun crim'nals, that a-way, allers stands their hands an' takes their hemlock.
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