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"Enough," cried Sir Robert, "bring him back." Corporal Van Spitter took hold of Vanslyperken by the arm, and dragged him to the other side of the deck. The unfortunate wretch was wholly absorbed in the fate of his cur, who had endeavoured to follow his master.
Even at this period of the English history, it was the custom to put a few soldiers on board of the vessels of war, and the Yungfrau cutter had been supplied with a corporal and six men, all of whom were belonging to the Dutch marine. To a person who was so unpopular as Mr Vanslyperken, this little force was a great protection, and both corporal Van Spitter and his corps were well treated by him.
This was a great relief to the mind of Mr Vanslyperken, who had imagined that he had been visited by the ghost of Smallbones during the night: he expressed himself glad at his return, and a wish to be left alone, upon which the corporal retired.
He was very busy down below, and spread a piece of bunting across the skylight, so that no one could look down and see what he was about, and the cabin-door was almost always locked. What could Mr Vanslyperken be about? No one knew but Snarleyyow, and Snarleyyow could not or would not tell.
"Mutiny!" cried Vanslyperken, catching at his sword, which hung up on the bulk-head. "Yaw, mynheer de mutiny hear now de ship's company." Vanslyperken lent his ears, when the astounding chorus came rolling aft through the door of the cabin, "I'll give you a bit of my mind, old hunks, Port Admiral you be d -d" "Bow, wow, wow," barked Snarleyyow.
But I was obliged to deliver my despatches first," replied Vanslyperken. "But I thought you always took your despatches to the Stadt House?" "Well, so I do, Babette; I have just come from thence." This was enough for Babette, it proved that his visit to the syndic's was intended to be concealed; she was too prudent to let him know that she had traced him. "Why, Mr Vanslyperken, you look very ill.
Snarleyyow was at a sad discount just then, but he very wisely again sought protection with his master, and this time he was not noticed. "What are we to do now?" observed Vanslyperken. "Go back again, like dogs with their tails between their legs; but observe, Mr Lieutenant, you have made me your enemy, and that is more serious than you think for." "Silence, sir, you are in a king's boat."
This suited the views of Vanslyperken; he wrote a long letter to the widow, in which he expressed his willingness to sacrifice everything for her not only to hang his dog, but to hang himself if she wished it lamented his immediate orders for sailing, and hinted that, on his return, he ought to find her more favourable. The widow read the letter, and tossed it into the grate with a Pish!
We must leave the widow to decorate her person, and follow Vanslyperken down to the boat, and on board. On his arrival, he went down into the cabin to lock up his money. When Corporal Van Spitter went to the cabin-door, the corporal heard the clanking of the pieces as Vanslyperken counted them, and his bile was raised at the idea of Vanslyperken possessing that which should have been his own.
Vanslyperken took the paper, and walking to the window of a shop in which there was a light, contrived to decipher as follows: "The lady who lived in Castle Street has sent me a letter, and a parcel, to deliver up into your own hands, as the parcel is of value. The bearer of this will bring you to my house. "Your very obedient, Two o'clock.
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