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You see my old chronometer is but a poor one, the worse of the wear, like its master, and I've never been able to make out the exact time that we went aboard the Termagant the night you went away. Now, can you tell me what o'clock it was?" "I can." "Xactly?"
"I want to tell you someting, Massa Walter," said Potto; "so I send dat black fellow away." Dey again plot mischief. I hear dem talky, talky, when dey no tink I listen, just as before. What dey intend to do I do not 'xactly know; but it is mischief, I know dat. Dey no set de ship on fire again; but perhaps dey try to cast her away, or to scuttle her, or some oder ting.
"I don't, sir," replied the boy, rising. "She didn't 'xactly say where she was goin'." "I s'pose she's round the place somewhere." "Land, no, sir! Didn't she tell you? Why, she went away on the train this afternoon." "On the train?" Martin repeated automatically. "Yes, sir." "When is she comin' back?" "She ain't comin' back," announced the Portuguese. "She's goin' out West or somewheres to live."
"Come, let's have a touch of the `bravoory." "I've got a piece," said the clarionet slowly, looking at the sky with a pathetic air, "a piece as I composed myself. I don't often play it, 'cause, you know, sir, one doesn't 'xactly like to shove one's-self too prominently afore the public.
"Well, if ye come fur to be oncommon strick in the use o' your lingo, I did not 'xactly tell ye so, but I thought so, w'ich is all the same." "It ain't all the same," replied Gurney, whose temper seemed to have been a little soured by the prospects before him, "and you don't need to go for to be talkin' there like a great Solon as you are." "Wot's a Solon?" inquired Tim.
I recollect; and a good man you are, I've been told, Barney; but I have lost sight of you for some years. Been on a long voyage, I suppose?" "Well, not 'xactly; but I've been on a long cruise, an' no mistake, in the woods o' Brazil. I wos wrecked on the coast there, in the Firefly." "Ah! to be sure. I remember. And your young messmate here, was he with you?"
"Nonsense, man," said I. "If you mean Bobby Smudge, he's snug enough at the bottom of the sea, fifty miles astern of us, by this time; besides, if any of you saw him, why did you not catch him?" "It wasn't 'xactly him we saw, sir," blurted out Ned. "It was his spirit or ghost like; and a chap might just as well try to catch one of them things as to grip an eel with greased fingers."
Then, on t'other hand, she'd axed for Major Axel, and the major, ez everybody know'd, was well, he wasn't 'xactly a saint. Besides, as the major hedn't come to Happy Rest, nohow, it looked ez if he was dodgin' her for somethin'. Where was she stopping? up to Old Psalmsinger's. Old Psalm bed turned himself out of house an' home, and bought her a new tea-kettle to boot.
We ain't 'xactly such soft good natur'd ignorant big babies as some o' your well-meanin' pheelanthropists would make us out; but we are uncommon hard put to it when we git ashore, for every port is alive with crimps an' land-sharks to swaller us up when we come off a long voyage; an' the wust of it is, that we're in a wild reckless humour for the most part when we git ashore with our pockets full o' yellow boys, an' are too often quite willin' to be swallered up, so that lots of us are constantly a-goin' to sticks an' stivers.
He's got a silver medal from the Royal Life-Boat Institution, an' another from the Queen of Spain, and a gold 'un from some other king or queen, I don't 'xactly know who besides no end o' thanks, written on paper, also on wot they calls wellum, in beautiful German text and small-hand; ho! you know, nobody knows wot that feller's been a-doin' of all his life.
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