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I felt rather sick, for I was holding in my hand a skate's liver and the heart and gizzard of a fowl. I had never touched such things before, and every now and then the nausea overcame me and the tears rose to my eyes. Finally the blind father came in, led by Tobias's sister.
The grey light of dawn was filtering down the drain-pipe ventilators and through the chinks in the tarpaulins overhead. A formless pale figure came swiftly to Lynette's bedside. She guessed who it must be. She sat up wide awake, and with her heart beating wildly in her throat. "Dearie!" The whisper was Sister Tobias's.
It was impossible to imagine a cay better answering to my conchologist's description of Short Shrift Island. Its situation and general character, too, bore out the surmise. On landing, also, we found that it answered in two important particulars to Tobias's narrative. We found, as he had declared, that there was good water there for passing ships.
Well, Calypso and I are just like that, and I am going to tell you something exciting we too have our buried treasure. It is nothing like so magnificent in amount as yours, or your Henry P. Tobias's and where it is at this particular moment I know as little as yourself. In fact it is Calypso's secret...." I looked across at Calypso, but her eyes were far beyond capture, in un-plummeted seas.
"Mary Jo, did you tell Tobias's mammy that he was coming along?" "Nawm, I ain done tole nobody caze dar ain nobody done ax me." "But I said that you were not to bring him without letting Mahaly know. You remember what a whipping she gave him the last time he came!" At this a dismal howl burst from Tobias. "I ain't-a-gwine-ter-git-a-whuppin'!"
Because Tobias's play was unacted, people who tried to aid him were liars and ruffians, and a great deal worse, for in his satire, as in his first novel, Smollett charges men of high rank with the worst of unnamable crimes. Pollio and Lord Strutwell, whoever they may have been, were probably recognisable then, and were undeniably libelled, though they did not appeal to a jury.
What have you here, Beau? Cake, upon my word! Or is it a delusion born of long and painful abstinence from any form of pastry?" "Cake it is, sir, and thundering good cake," proclaimed Beauvayse. "Made from Sister Tobias's special siege recipe, without candied peel or plums or carraways, or any of the other what-do-you-call-'ems that go into the ordinary article. Go in and win, sir.
The discovery which through my friend the dealer in "marine curiosities" I had made, or believed myself to have made, of the situation of Henry P. Tobias's second "pod" of treasure, fitted in exactly with Charlie Webster's wishes for our trip, small stock as he affected to take in it at the moment. As the reader may recall, "Short Shrift Island" lay a few miles to the northwest of Andros Island.
It was sharp weather now in the early morning, and he would soon need the warmth of it. Tobias's placid wife never anticipated and always lived in a state of trying to catch up with her work. It never had been the elder woman's way, and Mercy reviewed her own active career with no mean pride.
Johnny, the youngest and favorite of her grandchildren, had shouted back in his piping voice, "I wish you was goin', Grandma." "The only one on 'em that thought of me," said Mercy Bascom to herself, and then not being a meditative person by nature, she went to work industriously and proceeded to the repairing of Tobias's work-day coat.
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