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"Ho!" came in a grunt, and then after a keen look at Rodd's uncle, he uttered the one word, "Weepens?" "Weepens?" said the doctor. "Yes. Long Tom and small-arms." "Oh, arms. Yes, I should certainly have one of those big swivel guns amidships, and a couple of smaller ones, as well as muskets, cutlasses and boarding pikes."
The rumour of coming war suggested that the first would be our better course, while the Boer's story as to the investigation of Rodd's death pointed the other way. Really I did not know which to do, and as usual Anscombe and Heda seemed inclined to leave the decision to me.
"You don't know that the soldiers have caught your father." "No, but I feel sure that they must have done so," cried the poor fellow, rising a little and gazing wildly in the speaker's eyes, while Rodd's energy seemed to galvanise him into action. "Well, suppose they have? They'd only take him back into the prison again, would they?" "I I don't know," faltered the lad.
Fortunately, though their stores were diminished in quantity, fish were plentiful, and every now and then a bird fell to Rodd's or the doctor's gun, for it was felt to be a necessity, as more and more all realised that they were involved in a perfect labyrinth or network of watery ways, and that their stores should be supplemented.
"Messieurs see?" said the waiter excitedly. "Two boats come now from the fort on ze uzzer side. Look, look! Ze lights shine on ze soldiers' bayonet. They go to take ze sheep." As the man was speaking the brig that had previously taken up so much of Rodd's attention stood out more clearly.
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