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Its people were murdering each other. He finally said aloud to Caradoc: "I suppose we may as well hunt up the commanding officer, surrender ourselves and sail for Africa with the others." "No," interrupted Smith, "don't do that." Then he called softly inside, "Malone!" "Well, w'ot is it?" inquired the mate gruffly, for he persevered in his dislike of Smith. "Look sharp, Malone!
Only, please, don't mention it among your friends, as it would p'raps lower their opinion of you, d'you see? Now then w'ot d'you want to know?"
"Rain, Adam, and wind, and plenty of it!" said he. "Ah! so I think, sir, driving storm, and thrashing tempest!" "Well, Adam?" "Well, sir, p'raps you've never seen w'ot driving rain, an' raging wind, can do among the 'op-bines, sir. All I wish is that they 'ops was all safe picked an' gathered, sir!"
She's backing her tops'ls flat against the breeze, and her mains'l's reefed and drawing with it." "Lying to!" cried three or four voices. "W'ot does she mean by that? Looks as if she'd be bloomin' glad to get out o' such a bally place as this!" "Let me have another look." Madden resumed the binoculars.
"What!" exclaimed Adam, and vented his great laugh again, "well, if that ain't a good 'un, sir! why that's just w'ot I'm a going to do! Ye see, I ain't w'ot you might call a rich cove, nor yet a millionaire, but I've got a bit put by, an' I drawed out ten pound, yesterday.
"Ye call me my man, ye little cigarette-suckin' silk-hatted Johnny orderin' private cabins! W'ot ye think this is a floatin' 'otel?" Madden bit his lip to keep from smiling at the odd play of anger and surprise on Smith's long expressive face. "No harm meant, Mr. " began the American soothingly. "Malone Mate Malone!" stormed the angry officer by way of introduction.
'Some are born to exercise, some achieve exercise, and some, like myself, have exercise thrust upon them. But, anyway, it is a very excellent thing, more especially if one is affected with a er broken heart." "A w'ot?" enquired the Waggoner. "Blighted affections, then," sighed Bellew, settling himself more comfortably in the hay.
"A A sea sorpint, sir," stammered a cockney embarrassed. "Sea serpent! Sea serpent!" scouted the American. "There is no such thing as a sea serpent!" "That's w'ot th' hofficers always say," growled Mulcher. "But it is a scientific fact there's no such thing." The well-fed Gaskin, who formed one of the group, made a bob.
"Out o' coal," hazarded Galton, "that's w'y she harsn't got back no sooner." "W'ere's 'er sails, then?" "A tug couldn't do nothin' with sails she isn't made for sails!" "It ain't w'ot ye're made for, hit's w'ot ye can git in this blarsted sea!" "Maybe 'er machin'ry's broke?" "Maybe they're hall sick?" "Or dead?" "Maybe " Madden hurried to his cabin and returned with binoculars.
Boston, observing that the dissenting recruit was disposed to remain peaceably, relaxed a little of his vigilance. Whistling Dick arose presently and strolled leisurely up and down keeping carefully within the territory assigned him. "Dis planter chap," he said, pausing before Boston Harry, "w'ot makes yer t'ink he's got de tin in de house wit' 'im?"
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