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Corporal Van Spitter handed some water, and Vanslyperken waved his hand to be left alone; and Mr Vanslyperken attempted to pray, but it ended in blaspheming. "It's a lie, all a lie," exclaimed he, at last, pouring out a tumbler of scheedam. "They have frightened the corporal. But no he must have seen him, or how could they know how was murdered?
Vanslyperken poured out another glass of scheedam, and pushed the stone bottle to the corporal, who helped himself without ceremony. Mr Vanslyperken was now about two-thirds drunk, for he was not used to such a quantity of spirits. "Now, if I had only been friends with that that hell-fire Moggy Salisbury," thought Vanslyperken, speaking aloud to himself.
Vanslyperken then tried if he could not make the man intoxicated, and thus obtain better terms; but fifteen glasses of his prime scheedam had no effect further than extorting unqualified praise as it was poured down, and at last Mr Vanslyperken unwillingly consented to the terms, and the bond was signed. "We must weigh at the ebb," said the man, as he put the bond in his pocket.
"Corporal," said Vanslyperken, "perhaps you'll like a glass of scheedam; there's some in the cupboard." This was very kind of Mr Vanslyperken, but he wanted one himself, much more than the corporal. The corporal produced the bottle and the glass, poured it out, made his military salute, and tossed it off. "Give me another glass, corporal," said Vanslyperken, in a tremulous tone.
Let me see," continued the man, taking out his watch; "mercy on me! how time has flown that's the scheedam. In a couple of hours we must weigh. I'll go up and see if the wind holds in the same quarter. If you please, lieutenant, we'll just drink success to the expedition. Well, that's prime stuff, I do declare." The next morning the Yungfrau was clear of St.
But Mr Vanslyperken had no intention to let him go; his avarice induced him at first to try if the man would be satisfied with his promise to reward him a promise which would certainly never have been adhered to. "Stop! my dear sir, do not be in such a hurry. Take another glass." "With pleasure," replied the man, re-seating himself, and drinking off the scheedam.
"Corporal," said Vanslyperken, "perhaps you'll like a glass of scheedam; there's some in the cupboard." This was very kind of Mr Vanslyperken, but he wanted one himself, much more than the corporal. The corporal produced the bottle and the glass, poured it out, made his military salute, and tossed it off. "Give me another glass, corporal," said Vanslyperken, in a tremulous tone.
Corporal Van Spitter handed some water, and Vanslyperken waved his hand to be left alone; and Mr Vanslyperken attempted to pray, but it ended in blaspheming. "It's a lie, all a lie," exclaimed he, at last, pouring out a tumbler of scheedam. "They have frightened the corporal. But no he must have seen him, or how could they know how he was murdered.
It was the first time that he had been a murderer. He was pale as ashes. He felt sick, and he staggered to his cupboard, poured out a tumbler of scheedam, and drank it off at a draught. This recovered him, and he again felt brave. He returned on deck, and ordered his boat to be manned, which was presently done.
Mr Vanslyperken collected himself he wished to know how Smallbones had been saved but still dared not broach the subject, as it would be admitting his own guilt. "What has happened, Smallbones?" said Vanslyperken "I still feel very faint." "Take a glass of this," replied Smallbones, opening the cupboard, and bringing out the scheedam.
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