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"That's true, ma'am," replied Captain Wopper, who had been regarding the old woman with a benignant smile; "Willum read it to me before I left, a-purpose to enable me to translate the ill-made pot-hooks and hangers, because, d'ee see, we were more used to handlin' the pick and shovel out there than the pen, an' Willum used to say he never was much of a dab at a letter.
If analysed it might have been discovered that, apart altogether from the shock of unexpectedness and the strain on her credulity, poor Mrs Roby suffered without clearly understanding it from a double loss. She had learned to love Captain Wopper for his own sake, and now Captain Wopper was lost to her in William Stout!
On the other hand William, her darling, her smooth-faced chubby boy, was lost to her for ever in the hairy savage Captain Wopper! It was perplexing as well as heart-rending. Captain Wopper was gone, because, properly, there was no such being in existence. William Stout was gone because he would never write to her any more, and could never more return to her from California!
Captain Wopper grasped the other end, and, between them, with much puffing, pushing, and squeezing, they thrust the box through the trap to the upper regions, whither the Captain followed it by means of the same gymnastic feat that he performed on his first ascent.
"Captain Wopper sat down on it by mistake. You had better remove it." To remove it was a feat which even Susan, with all her ready wit and neatness of hand, could not have accomplished without the aid of brush and shovel. She, therefore, carried it off chair and all, to the regions below, where she and Gillie went into convulsions over it. "Oh!
She's as sweet a gal as a fellow would wish to see, an' yet he don't pay no more attention to her than if she was an old bumboat 'ooman. Very odd. Can't make it out nohow!" Captain Wopper was not the first, and will certainly not be the last, to experience difficulty in accounting for the conduct of young men and maidens in this world of cross-currents and queer fancies.
Well then, that's the view over the starboard bulwarks. Cast your eyes over to port now. Here am I, Captain Wopper, also yours to command, strong as a horse, as fond o' you as if you was my own mother, an' resolved to stick by you through thick and thin to the last.
His lips parted eagerly, "That's the first hornet I seen this year," he said pointing. Maud felt a little damped. "Haven't you been listening, Albert?" "Oh, yes, m'lady! Ain't he a wopper, too?" "Never mind the hornet, Albert." "Very good, m'lady." "I wish you wouldn't say 'Very good, m'lady'. It's like like " She paused.
The object in question was well suited to cause surprise, for it was found to be an enormous flat mass of rock, many tons in weight, perched on a pillar of ice and bearing some resemblance to a table with a central leg. "Now," said Captain Wopper emphatically, "that is a puzzler. How did it ever get up there?" "I have read of such tables," said Lawrence.
"I've got one!" cries Jorrocks "I've got one now, my wig, if I can but land him. I have him, certainly by Jove! he's a wopper, too, judging by the way he kicks. Oh, but it's no use, sir come along come along here he is doublets, by crikey two, huzza! huzza! What fine ones! young haddocks or codlings, I should call them werry nice eating, I dare say I'm blow'd if this arn't sport."
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