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"I will indeed, sir, and I won't say another word, only thank you for taking it so patiently and, if I might make the observation, in such a lamb-like way." Rodd turned round very quickly, walked to the window, and began to whistle softly. "I went over this morning to my neighbour's, sir, as you may see by the basket."
Well, we must make the best of a bad business," continued the doctor, as, nodding to the waiter, he moved a little closer to the fire and turned his back, an example followed by Rodd. "It makes a dreadful time, monsieur," said the smiling waiter. "Will he choose, or trust his servant to prepare a dinner upon the field of which the English milor' will be proud?"
"I knew they couldn't hit us. Chaps like them ought never to be allowed to handle a gun." "Well, my man," said the doctor, "if the rest of your plan will only succeed like this we shall achieve a victory." "Nay, nay, sir; only a little boat action. There, my lads, now we'll have a rest. They're sure to think we have gone right up the river." "But they may send boats to follow us," suggested Rodd.
"My ones out yonder in the Eastern seas always live down below where it's deep and dark, and where the fishes couldn't see their baits. So what do you think they do?" "Swim up to where it's lighter," said Rodd. "Not they, sir.
Bolting the shutters and locking the door I returned to the stoep, where I was alone, for as yet no one else was stirring. Then I remembered the letter in my pocket and opened it. It ran "Dear Mr. Quatermain, "I have remembered that those who quarrel with Dr. Rodd are apt to die soon and suddenly; at any rate life at my age is always uncertain.
"But I tell you I am all right now," cried Rodd angrily, and he darted a fierce look at the speaker. "Of course you are, youngster; but you felt a bit skeart again, and 'nough to make you." "Yes," said Rodd sharply, "I did feel startled for a moment, but it's all gone now. Come on, uncle; I have got the glass;" and the boy made a dash for the cabin stairs.
Hence then it was no wonder that Rodd, as he paced the schooner's deck and looked across to either side of the river where the primeval forest commenced, felt the strange longing to go and see, to hunt and find the myriads of fresh things upon which he had never set eyes before wonders that might be more than wonderful dangers which would be exciting, possibly without danger; in short, all the boy's natural love of adventure was stirring within him that intense longing to cast away culture in every shape and to become, if for ever so short a time, something of the natural savage once more; and he was ready to urge on his uncle to go for just one expedition, only there was a sense of duty to hold him back.
"But why do you call him the Bun?" "Oh, it's the men's name for him," said Rodd, laughing. "They nicknamed him because he was such a round-faced fellow." "Beg pardon, sir," said the man, making a tug at his forelock. "Yes, my man; you want to speak to me?" "Yes, sir; the lads asked me to say, sir, that as it's been a very rough night " "Very, my man very," said Uncle Paul, staring.
We are not going away to leave you in the lurch. Uncle said as much. He likes the Count too well." Morny laughed merrily. "Why," he said, "he's always quarrelling with my father and hurting his feelings by the way in which he speaks about our great Emperor." "Stuff!" cried Rodd indignantly. "That's only Uncle Paul's way. He always talks like that when he gets on to politics.
"That poor boy didn't seem much of a savage, uncle," said Rodd quietly; and after a sidelong glance to see whether he dared say it, the boy continued tentatively, "I wish the poor fellow had been here to have this ham." "What!" roared his uncle fiercely. "Bah! You wouldn't have left him a mouthful. Wolf raven!" "Yes, I would, uncle. I'd have left him all."
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