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It seemed as if we were destined to be turned into slaves, and to be worked as hard as any negroes in the West India plantations. At first Pember was very miserable, but abstinence from his usual liquor at length, I think, did him good, and he grew fatter and stronger than he had been since I first knew him. Still he persisted that he was dying, and should never again see the shores of England.
"You're making a mistake. You don't want to see Mellony dead any more'n I do. She's only got married, when all's said and done, and there's a sight of folks gets married and none the worse for it. Ira Baldwin ain't any great shakes, I dono as he is; he's kinder light complected and soft spoken, but he ain't a born fool, and that's a good deal, Mis' Pember."
Taylor ordered Pember and Norden to bury Orkins where he had been digging, then the officer took Masters aside. "We've got a weapon," Taylor announced. Masters grunted: "Yeah? Indians had bows and arrows, too. Look at what happened to them." "This is different. A new weapon. We can beat the spheres through their emotions." "You mean fear, love, hate all that stuff?
Her captain received us very kindly, and soon afterwards we made sail. The frigate being rather short of officers, we were ordered to do duty till we could fall in with our own ship. Pember grumbled somewhat, declaring that he ought to be allowed to rest after the hardships he had gone through. People seldom know what is best for them, nor did he, as will be shown in the sequel.
Taylor already was running toward the factory. At his heels came Masters and Pember. They found no sign of Norden as they approached the factory. Several times they had to take cover in ditches and weeds as whispering spheres floated overhead in search of prey. But they escaped the electrical feelers which stirred the grass and brush around them.
Littler later on was knighted, but is beyond all earthly honours now, and so are Pope, Pember and Blennerhassett. As I have said, the proceedings occupied two sessions.
Pember recovered his Garand rifle, which had been left near the sentry box during the retreat. Taylor led the group into the tunnel, with Masters following and Pember bringing up the rear. The din of the slaughter in the town and the shrill whistle of the spheres was blotted out underground. They reached the far end, where the ladder led upward to the sphere-haunted factory. Taylor ascended.
Some hours passed by while we were thus engaged, and again thirst attacked us. We had only eaten half the pumpkin. Some of the men entreated that they might have the remainder. "Give it them give it them," sang out Pember, "and give me a piece. It is the last morsel we shall probably put into our mouths." The fruit was cut up into twelve small slices, and distributed evenly.
The structure reared with tears and prayers, the structure of Mellony's happiness, seemed to crumble before her eyes. "And I was to give you this;" and from the lining of his hat the captain drew forth a folded paper. "Then you knew about it?" said Mrs. Pember, in a flash of cold wrath. "No, no, I didn't. My daughter's boy brought this to me, and I was to tell you they was married.
Noalles, as I have said, had been with Pember and two other men on the platform. A foam-covered sea came roaring towards us. We all held on to the main part of the raft. The sea struck it, and before we could make any effort to secure it, away it was carried, to a considerable distance from us, with our three shipmates still resting on it.
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