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Cary went about beating up recruits; while John Brimblecombe preached a fierce crusade against the Spaniards, and Frank grew more and more proud of his brother. Old Salvation Yeo, who was now in Bideford, again brought twenty good men from Plymouth who had sailed with Drake.
On Lake Ontario, Chauncey and Yeo continued their cautious policy, building vessels continually and never venturing out of port unless for the moment in overwhelming force. The result was that first one then the other controlled the lake; but they never met.
She was like those fine-looking women men can't live without, and can't live with. She'd break a man's heart. When we got back to Blackwall we heard she was sold to foreigners ... but there she is now, come home to die. I bet old Yeo don't care much about her troubles, though.
Micawber and his eldest son wore their sleeves loosely turned back at the wrists, as being ready to lend a hand in any direction, and to 'tumble up', or sing out, 'Yeo Heave Yeo! on the shortest notice. Thus Traddles and I found them at nightfall, assembled on the wooden steps, at that time known as Hungerford Stairs, watching the departure of a boat with some of their property on board.
"He is running into the jaws of destruction," said Yeo. "An hour more will send him either right up the Channel, or smack on shore somewhere." "There! he has put his helm down. I wonder if he sees land?" "He is like a March hare beat out of his country," said Cary, "and don't know whither to run next." Cary was right.
Up to the mountains; stockade a camp, and get our sick and provisions thither." "And what next?" "And when we are recruited, march over the mountains, and surprise St. Jago de Leon." Cary swore a great oath. "Amyas! you are a daring fellow!" "Not a bit. It's the plain path of prudence." "So it is, sir," said old Yeo, "and I follow you in it." "And so do I," squeaked Jack Brimblecombe.
He wanted but little more to make him catch Eustace by the shoulders, shake the life out of him, and deliver him into the tender guardianship of Yeo; but he knew that to take him at all was to bring certain death on him, and disgrace on the family; and remembering Frank's conduct on that memorable night at Clovelly, he kept himself down. "Take me," said Eustace, "if you will, sir.
For Henry Kingsley had humour, and his children are dear to us; while which of Charles Kingsley's far more famous offspring would be welcome unless it were Salvation Yeo if we met them all in the Paradise of Fiction? It is not very safe, in literature as in life, to speak well of our friends or of their families.
They could feel neither pulse nor breath. "Carry him in too, poor wretch. And now, Yeo, what is the meaning of all this?" Yeo's story was soon told. He had seen the inn-keeper sneak off at their approach; and expecting some night-attack, he had taken up his lodging for the night in the stable. As he expected, an attempt was made.
"Hearken to me, my masters all, and may God hearken too, and do so to me, and more also, if, as long as I have eyes to see a Spaniard, and hands to hew him down, I do any other thing than hunt down that accursed nation day and night, and avenge all the innocent blood which has been shed by them since the day in which King Ferdinand drove out the Moors!" "Amen!" said Salvation Yeo.
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