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"Gosh-a-livin's!" he exclaimed as a new thought struck him. "I wonder which one of 'em Jake got. Now that young Doc Stubbins ain't got no more sense 'n a louse. I ought t' 'a' told John an' I forgot. Lord! Lord! th' chances th' poor critters have t' take!" Mrs. Chamberlain was awakened in the gray light of morning as her husband crept shivering into bed. "Where you been?" she asked.
But their eyes would have opened still wider with wonder if they had but known that I and the dog that was with me could talk to one another. Two days after the Doctor had been to our house to dinner he told me very sadly that he was afraid that he would have to give up trying to learn the language of the shellfish at all events for the present. "I'm very discouraged, Stubbins, very.
"I was so interested listening to my old friend here. We must get on and see this squirrel of yours Polynesia, this is Thomas Stubbins." The parrot, on the Doctor's shoulder, nodded gravely towards me and then, to my great surprise, said quite plainly in English, "How do you do? I remember the night you were born. It was a terribly cold winter. You were a very ugly baby."
Stubbins still continued to gaze at me. "What's your idee?" he said, abruptly. It may have been my fancy, but it seemed to me that there was something deeper than the mere sense the question conveyed. I glanced at him. I couldn't have said, myself, just what my idea was. "I don't know!" I answered, a little adrift. "He didn't strike me as cursing at the Second Mate.
The other man interrupted with some remark I did not catch. "No," I heard Stubbins say. "I'm hout of my reckonin'. I don't savvy it one bit. It's too much like a damned fairy tale." "Look at his wrist!" I said. Tom held out his right hand and arm for inspection. It was considerably swollen where the rope had been round it. "Yes," admitted Stubbins.
Young "Buck" Wiles took up the dare, partly because he despised the whole Barker crew, partly because he had a tender feeling toward the same lass, and was therefore jealous of Alan Barker, but mostly because whisky had fired his brain. So he discounted Alan Barker's fervid descriptions, and averred that the same America Virginia Stubbins possessed a homely face and little sense.
"Yes; it's Stubbins; I've no reason to be ashamed of it." "Well, Captain Stubbins, we will pay you twenty pounds a-head for ourselves, and fifteen for each of our men, besides a pound a day for provisions." "You are sharp young gentlemen, I've an opinion," said the skipper. "If you don't like my terms you will stay here until you wish you had accepted them.
He's a smart lad, is Chee-Chee." At this point we arrived at my home. My father's shop was closed and the shutters were up; but my mother was standing at the door looking down the street. "Good evening, Mrs. Stubbins," said the Doctor. "It is my fault your son is so late. I made him stay to supper while his clothes were drying.
"I was just wondering, Stubbins, whether I should stop at the Capa Blanca Islands or run right across for the coast of Brazil. Miranda said we could expect a spell of excellent weather now for four and a half weeks at least." "Well," I said, spooning out the sugar at the bottom of my cocoa-cup, "I should think it would be best to make straight across while we are sure of good weather.
"I don't think it was a stowaway, somehow," I said, chipping in. "What would a stowaway want aloft? I guess he'd be trying more for the Steward's pantry." "You bet he would, hevry time," said Stubbins. He lit his pipe, and sucked at it, slowly. "I don't hunderstand it, all ther same," he remarked, after a moment's silence. "Neither do I," I said.
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