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"What good will the house do you?" Raoul demanded. "The first hurricane that comes along will wash it away. You ought to know." "Captain Raffy says it looks like a hurricane right now." "Not on Fakarava," said Mapuhi. "The land is much higher there. On this island, yes. Any hurricane can sweep Hikueru. I will have the house on Fakarava. It must be six fathoms long with a porch all around "
The day grew suddenly dark, as a squall obscured the face of the sun. Across the lagoon Raoul could see approaching the ominous line of the puff of wind. "Captain Raffy says you've got to get to hell outa here," was the mate's greeting. "If there's any shell, we've got to run the risk of picking it up later on so he says. The barometer's dropped to twenty-nine-seventy."
"What I said. Even better. What's the Emily L. worth?" "She's seen her day. Not above ten thousand, which would be robbery. Every time she's in a rough sea I'm afraid she'll jump her ballast through her planking." "She has jumped it, Captain Raffy. I sighted her bottom-up after the blow. Suppose we say she was worth seven thousand five hundred.
Here's a friend I want you to take charge of Captain Raffy. I'm going ashore for his wife." David Grief sat writing at the library table in the bungalow living-room. Outside, the first pale of dawn was showing. He had had a busy night. Mrs. Raffy had taken two hysterical hours to pack her and Captain Raffy's possessions.
Raffy was confined in Grief's, and Captain Raffy made fast to the cabin table. To Captain Raffy, salary and expenses for collecting pearls 7,500 To Captain Raffy, reimbursement for schooner Emily L., lost in hurricane 7,500 To Mrs. To passage to Syndey, four persons, at $120. 480 To white lead for painting Swithin Hall's two whaleboats 9
I'll pay over to you fifteen thousand and give you a passage. Don't move your hands from your lap." Grief stood up, went over to him, and took his revolver. "Just a necessary precaution, Captain. Now you'll go on board with me. I'll break the news to Mrs. Raffy afterward, and fetch her out to join you." "You're behaving handsomely, Mr.
"Good old Raffy," said he, as the two staggered across the hall with one of Miss Jill's private boxes between them; "would you like a threepenny bit?" Raffles, whose ideas of a tip were elastic, admitted that he was open to receive even the smallest coin. "All right, mum's the word. Jill and I have a thing on, and we don't want it spoiled by the slaveys."
"Correct. I'm Captain Raffy, owner and master." "The seal-poacher? I've heard of you. What under the sun brought you down here on my preserves?" "Needed the money. The seal herds are about finished." "And the out-of-the-way places of the world are better policed, eh?" "Pretty close to it. And now about this present scrape, Mr. Hall. I can put up a nasty fight. What are you going to do about it?"
Hall, I must say," Captain Raffy volunteered, as the whaleboat came alongside the Uncle Toby. "But watch out for Gorman and Watson. They're ugly customers. And, by the way, I don't like to mention it, but you've seen my wife. I've given her four or five pearls. Watson and Gorman were willing." "Say no more, Captain. Say no more. They shall remain hers. Is that you, Mr. Snow?
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