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The last time I saw him he was looking for Don John, who, I am afraid, is rather leaky." In spite of his bluff manners, Laud saw that the captain was not a little startled by the information just imparted. "The miserable little psalm-singer," growled the strange man, walking the room, muttering to himself. "If he disobeys my orders, I'll thrash him worse than Hasbrook was thrashed."
"I thank you, sir," said Peter, touching his hat as he went forward. "I didn't expect it from a psalm-singer," observed the captain to the first-mate with his usual good-natured laugh. "There is no harm in the lad for all that," was the answer. Peter, however, had his trials. Being placed in a watch, he had to turn in and out with his watch-mates.
So complete was the make-up that the minister and Wharton passed unsuspected through the guard, and it was only when the officer on duty entered the room to cheer up the prisoner after his interview with the "psalm-singer" that the real Cæsar was discovered, and in fright hurriedly revealed that the consoling visitor had been the pedlar spy.
"I only wanted the privilege of proving to Captain Patterdale that he was mistaken about the bill, by showing him three more just like it." "How do you fold your money, Captain Shivernock?" asked the nabob. "None of your business, you canting psalm-singer." "I shall be obliged to commit you," said the sheriff, sharply. "Commit me!" howled the wicked nabob. "I should like to see you do it."
"Has the Canaanite woman driven you out from your hut this sharp weather, in the night?" "No," answered the outcast preacher. "My heart has sent me forth to beg the service of your oyster-tongs, that I may dip a peck of oysters from the cove. We are almost starved." "And rightly starved, O psalm-singer! You were doing well. Preaching, ha! ha!
Since Jansoulet had been Deputy for Corsica, his servants had seen so many strange, foreign-looking creatures alight at his door that they were not greatly surprised at sight of that sun-burned woman, with eyes like glowing coals, bearing much resemblance in her simple head-dress to a genuine Corsican, some old psalm-singer straight from the underbrush, but distinguished from newly-arrived islanders by the ease and tranquillity of her manners.
"If accuse you must, announce the truth. Tell Master Cromwell" for he had guessed the man's identity "that single-handed I held my own against you and a score of you curs, and that not until I had cut down seven of them was I taken. Tell him that, master psalm-singer, and let him judge whether you lied or not. Tell him, too, that you, who "
He was a great, brown, brawny man, of vehement piety, a constant frequenter of the meetings in the Desert, and a mighty psalm-singer one of those strong, massive, ardent-natured men who so powerfully draw others after them, and in times of revolution exercise a sort of popular royalty amongst the masses.
At length, having premised that the poem was a dialogue between the poet Oisin, or Ossian, and Patrick, the tutelar Saint of Ireland, and that it was difficult, if not impossible, to render the exquisite felicity of the first two or three lines, he said the sense was to this purpose: "Patrick the psalm-singer, Since you will not listen to one of my stories, Though you never heard it before, I am sorry to tell you You are little better than an ass"
All standing there gazed upon it, holding their breath as if fearing to disturb something infinitely solemn; and in such silence the laboured, sibilant breathing of the patient sounded terribly distinct. The door opened, and with short, senile steps a fat little priest entered, accompanied by his psalm-singer, a dark, gaunt man. With these came Sanine.
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