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Updated: June 11, 2025
"You found him again when I lost him." "Yes, by means of an art which you taught him." "Gentlemen, gentlemen," interposed the doctor, advancing, "what is all this fuss?" "Why," began Captain Barker, "I was proposing that, for the future, we should take equal shares in the superintendence of Tristram's education; and he won't listen to it." "Certainly I won't," Captain Runacles assented stoutly.
The Earl of Marlborough?" "Yes." "So this is how he trusts our word!" muttered Captain Runacles. "But, excuse me," he added aloud, "our business is with his Majesty." "I am truly sorry, gentlemen." "You decline to let us pass?" "I hope you will not insist." "Well, but I have an idea. You can march us into Harwich as your prisoners.
But you will suffer me, no doubt. Ah," he went on, inhaling a pinch, "it has been a long journey, sir, and my stomach abhors sea-voyaging." "Shall we step into the house?" suggested Captain Runacles. "By all means, sir. My business is simple, but may require some elucidation. May I suggest that Dr. Beckerleg accompanies us?
But here the doctor made a mistake, for when they went upstairs there was no sign of Tristram. He and his clothes had disappeared. They ran down to the front-door and looked around. There was no sign of him. Finally Dr. Beckerleg advanced to the little blue door in the hedge, opened it, and poked his head into Captain Runacles' garden.
"I'm very glad of that, sir," Captain Runacles answered, "though 'pon my life I don't know why it should be." "I have been expecting you." "Indeed?" "Will you be good enough to withdraw with me behind these yews, in order that our conversation may not be observed from the lodge windows?" "Certainly, if you wish it." The whole party followed him, much puzzled.
A score and a half of men were lost over this piece of work. However, the forecastle was carried at last by means of it; and the prisoners were brought on deck among them Captain Runacles, with his right hand disabled. "Are you the gallant captain of this frigate?" asked M. de la Pailletine, doffing his hat; for as yet he had received no sword in token of the Merry Maid's surrender.
To cure this, he set to work and finished a large dial which he had long intended to present to the Corporation of Harwich, to set up over the town-gate. The Corporation accepted the gift and employed their clerk to write a letter of thanks. The language of this letter was so flattering that Captain Runacles made another dial for the Exchange.
Swiggs, and had arrived on the scene in time to hear the last sentence. "Your Majesty! Listen to me!" King William was turning calmly to ride back to his escort. But at sight of the intruder's commanding and venerable figure he checked his mare. "Pray, sir, who are you? And what have you to say?" "I'm Jeremy Runacles, and this lad's guardian."
Runacles would have delighted to point out to his wife, had she remained within earshot.
But Chance, being witless, discriminates without trouble; and because she is blind, her arbitraments offend nobody's sensibility. Do you consent?" The two captains looked at the dice-box and nodded. "The conditions?" "One throw," said Captain Runacles. "And the highest cast to win," added Captain Barker. "You, Captain Barker, are the senior by a year, I believe. Will you throw first?"
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