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He had been laughed at by such as Roupall, who exulted in the possession of mere brute strength; and he had been sneered and scouted at by the giddy and the vain, who, dreading his sarcasms, repaid themselves by finding out his one vulnerable point, and probing it to the quick.
It was with feelings of extreme terror that she perceived Burrell and Roupall close beneath her, standing so as to be concealed from the observation of any passenger who might go to or from the dwelling. She drew her dark cloak over her head and face, leaving only an opening to peep through, anxious to avoid, by every means in her power, the hazard of a discovery.
"Robin!" exclaimed a small soft voice. "I cannot forget it," repeated the Ranger; and then the voice again said, "Robin," in a tone of such sweetness, that all present were moved. After another pause, hardy Jack Roupall put in his word. "The Skipper was hurt, and no marvel, to see her burning. You mustn't be spiteful, Robin Hays, only what hindered to get her out?"
"Upon my soul, you are as strong a hand at a grapple as I would care to meet; nor would I believe, did I not know it, that Roupall the Rover, who has borne more blows upon his thick head than there are days in February, and rises six feet two without boots, could be half choked by little Robin the Ranger, who stands forty inches in his shoes; but I beg pardon for offending a man of your mettle.
"Were all hands aboard," said Springall, whose youth joyed in perpetual hope "were we all aboard, I would undertake to pilot that vessel over and under or through any one or any number of ships between Sheerness and Chatham!" "Through their hulks, do you mean?" inquired Jack Roupall, who had but just joined the party.
"'Slife, man or mongrel or whatever you choose to call your twisted carcass," interrupted Roupall, angrily, "hold your jibber. I wonder Joan Cromwell did not seize upon you, and keep you as her chief ape, while you were making your courtly acquaintance. A pretty figure for courts, truly! ah! ah! ah!"
"Hear him," repeated Roupall, while occupied in searching his pockets. "Albeit I was not sent unto ye, ye worthless, blasphemous, and accursed crew " began Fleetword.
Roupall, Springall, and the Jewess were close to Barbara, and Robin stood exactly on the spot where Dalton's rage had left him one foot on the edge of the crumbling cliff, his long arms enwreathing his chest.
And, in good sooth, it seemed that Roupall little relished the extraordinary civility shown to the new comer, both by mother and son.
Roupall, having finished his investigation of Fleetword's pockets, advanced one step, and, taking Tom o' Coventry by the collar, shook him and Springall apart as if they had been two puppy dogs, while the others bawled loudly for fair play.
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