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Tollemache, what had she, in the devil's name, to set up with in the world but a pair of good eyes? her aunt, to be sure, taught her the use of them early enough: they might have rolled to all eternity before they would have rolled me out of my senses; but you see they did Tollemache's business.
The fourth was a sailor, either asleep or unconscious, and Courtenay thought he recognized a severe bruise on the man's left temple where the butt of his revolver had struck hard. When he returned on deck he learned that two other members of the crew, in addition to the cook, were able to work. Walker had set one to clear up the stokehold; his companion, a fireman, had relieved Mr. Tollemache.
At any rate, the gale may not be absolutely continuous, and Walker is assured that he can patch up the engines for half speed. Given a calm day, a day like this, for instance, we can reach the Straits in a few hours." "And the Indians?" "I leave them out of my reckoning. What else can I do?" "Kill 'em," said Tollemache. Courtenay glanced sharply at his fellow-countryman.
"The skipper did turn up, you see," said the American, when Tollemache came to him. The silent man screwed his lips together as if he would put a padlock on them. "From your knowledge of the coast, do you think he will be able to beach the ship?" went on Gray, some humorous imp prompting him, even in that tense moment, to draw the expected answer from his new friend and ally.
Have counted fifteen." "You don't say. Things are in a pretty bad shape, then?" "Rotten." "Well, like Brer Rabbit, we must lie low and say nothing." This opinion was incontrovertible. Moreover, Tollemache was not one who needed urging to keep his mouth shut. Indeed, this was by far the longest conversation he had indulged in since he came aboard; nor was he finished with it.
When the captain sent Boyle down from the bridge, Elsie made Tollemache repeat it a simple yarn, detailing an all-night search for a Devonshire village, which he could not find because some rotter had deemed it funny to turn a sign-post the wrong way round. "Huh, that's odd," said Boyle. "Reminds me of a thing that happened to a friend of mine, skipper of the Flower of the Ocean brig.
She heard the dog scuttling down the companion; on reaching the after-rail, she saw the captain engaged in earnest, low-toned conversation with Tollemache and Walker. They were standing on the main deck near the engine-room door, and examining something which resembled a lump of coal; she saw the engineer take three similar lumps from a pocket.
When day followed day without any sign of hostility, not a man on board, save Suarez and Tollemache, paid much real heed to the shoreward peril. Walker, with his hammers and cold chisels, his screw-jacks and wrenches, was the center of interest. And Walker's swarthy visage wore a permanent grin, which presaged well for the fulfilment of his promise. Elsie devoted herself to the hospital.
She was in her cabin, and dared not come out while the tornado raged. She did not know that Tollemache was listening, too, until she heard him ask: "Did you ever meet any fellow who could swear harder than you, Boyle?" "Yes, once," was the curt answer. "He must have been a rotter. What did he say?" "Huh! just the regulation patter, but he used a megaphone, so I gave him best. . . ."
A. G. Tollemache, who afterwards added another section of city land for an episcopal endowment. The diocese in which the two races are brought into closest and most equal relations is, of course, that of Waiapu. The reconstruction of this shattered portion of the Church was brought about indirectly by the same zeal on the part of Governor Grey for securing educational reserves for the Maoris.
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