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If ever yer wantin' a real sailorman to steer yuh clear o' shoals, Cap'n Barry's th' blue-eyed boy Oh, blast my eyes!" Bill burst out, "I forgot he's in the bilboes, Miss. Now ain't that a dummed shame?" "I begin to think it is," replied Natalie seriously.
As I took over the wheel, Newman whispered to me, "Keep your weather eye lifted for squalls, Jack!" I did not need his warning; the mere presence of either of the pair was sufficient to keep any sailorman wide awake and watchful of his p's and q's while steering her.
There's not many shore-going berths that a sailorman is fit for, and those that they are such as a night-watchman's, for instance wants such a good character that there's few as are to equal it. Sometimes they get things to do ashore. I knew one man that took up butchering, and 'e did very well at it till the police took him up.
French Pete's mouth twisted itself in a sickly smile, but the evil gleam in his eyes gave it the lie. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ah! So? He does not dee-sire dat I call him pet names. Ha, ha! It is only ze sailorman play. Let us what you call forgive and forget, eh? Vaire good; forgive and forget." He reached out his hand, but Joe refused to take it.
"Petrak was the one what killed the mate," said Buckrow. "It was Petrak done for the Dutchman, sir. I ain't no murderer, sir, Mr. Harris, but a sailorman what does his duty as he sees it, sir." "Come on deck then and we'll see about that," said Harris, who seemed to think that Buckrow's play of fear of him was genuine. "Come down and get me. Ye don't dare come down, ye big bucko.
"You must learn how to obey the Boolooroo's commands, so he won't become angry and have you patched." "How could he patch US?" asked the sailorman curiously. "Oh, he'd just slice you all in halves and then patch half of the boy to half of the girl, and the other half to half of you, and the other half of you to the other half of the girl. See?" "Can't say I do," said Cap'n Bill, much bewildered.
Cap'n Bill sat flat upon the ground, landing with such a force that jarred the sailorman and made his teeth click together, while down upon him came the seat that Trot and Button-Bright occupied, so that for a moment they were all tangled up. "Get off from me! Get off from my feet, I say!" cried an excited voice. "What in the Sky do you mean by sitting on my feet? Get off! Get off at once!"
The first was when the navy, some forty strong, in high spirits and a G.S. waggon, came to cheer us up. And here I should like to ask why it is that the moment the sailorman is ashore he goes forth and looks for a horse, quite regardless as to whether he has ever put a leg across one before or no. For them, too, a horse has but one pace: a full-stretch gallop.
Keith's eyes were upon her; but she looked at her peach stone, her hand still lightly holding the fruit knife, and her fingers half caught by the beam of a candle which stood beside her. He persisted: "Well, Templecombe took his valet, who does the cooking; and my hand my sailorman wanted to go and visit his wife ... and that left me to see after the yacht. D'you see?
You know, carved scrollwork, nicely gilt." He became very dejected after his outburst. "Yes. Scrollwork. Maybe. Jacobus hinted at that too. He's never at a loss when there's any money to be extracted from a sailorman. He would make me pay through the nose for that carving. A gilt fiddlehead did you say eh? I dare say it would do for you.
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