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"Well, there's Montbars as do they call the Exterminator, and there's young Harry Morgan a likely lad, and there's Roger Tressady and Sol Aiken and Penfeather sink him!" "And Abner!" said I at a venture. "Aye for sure!" he nodded, and then, "Ha, d'ye know Abner then?" "I've met him." "Where away?" "In a tavern some mile hence."
Sir Richard Brandon is the man I have sought ever since I broke out of the hell he sold me into. Now look'ee, Adam Penfeather," says I, springing to my feet and grasping his arm, "look'ee now put me in the way of meeting this man, aid me to get my hand on this man and I am yours aye, body and soul to the end o' things, and this I swear!"
Now scarce was I clear of the village than I was again seized of a deadly sickness and vertigo so that I stumbled and was like to fall, but that Penfeather propped me with his shoulder. Here then I sank down, sucking up the cool, sweet water 'twixt parched lips, drinking until Penfeather stayed me, lest I should do myself hurt thereby.
"Sir Richard," said I, clapping my hand on his, "no man could have endured more courageously nor with stouter heart than you no, not even Adam Penfeather himself, so grieve not for your lameness. Adam will wait us, of this I am assured." "What manner of man is this Adam of yours, Martin?"
"... ye filthy scum, ye lousy sons o' dogs!" he ended. "Ha, will ye fight agin my orders, then mutiny is it?" "And who a plague are you and be cursed to ye!" panted a great fellow, flourishing a broken chair-leg threateningly and scowling in murderous fashion. "He'll tell ye there, behind ye, fool!" snarled Penfeather, pointing sinewy finger.
"Indeed, these are wonderful caves, Martin." "They are." "Who lived here before us, I wonder?" "Penfeather, like as not." "Why should you think this?" "Well, that door yonder was never a carpenter's work, yet 'tis well made and furnished with a loop-hole, narrow and horizontal to give a lateral fire, the which I have seen but once ere this.
"You do talk rank folly, Adam, folly, and ye know it!" says he smiling and stealing furtive hand to the dagger in his girdle. Beholding his handiwork, Smiling Sam uttered a thin, high-shrilling laugh, and spitting upon that still form kicked it viciously. "Oho, Cap'n Penfeather," cries he, "'tis the Smiler hath saved ye the labour, look'ee!
"True," says I, "but 'neath this attitude of mind is a wily cunning and desperate, bloodthirsty courage and determination worthy any pirate or buccaneer of them all." "Why, courage and determination are good things, Martin. And as for Master Penfeather, he is as I do know a skilful navigator and very well read, more especially in the Scriptures, and methought your friend?"
"And you," says I, "should you be minded to sail with me, go to the Peck-o'-Malt at Bedgbury Cross the word is 'The Faithful Friend, and ask for Adam Penfeather." So I presently stepped forth of the little tavern where I had found such kindliness and, turning from the narrow lane, struck off across the fields.
Fall on 'em by surprise and recapture the ship ha?" "O bless my guts no! Penfeather aren't to be caught so not him! He'll ha' warped out from the anchorage by this! But he be shorthanded to work the vessel overseas, 'tis a-seekin' o' likely lads and prime sailor-men is Penfeather, and we sits on these yere sands. Well, mates, on these yere sands we be but what's took up us on these yere sands?
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