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I could see as plain as could be through the spy-glass that he picked up bits of the stone, and once he knelt down and I think he smelt the stones." "Smelt them!" I exclaimed. "Yes, to find out about the gunpowder. He has found it all out, I'm sure." "So am I," I said sadly, but without telling Bigley I meant something else.
"Ah, wouldn't he?" said Bigley. "Why, it's like being in a real robbers' cave." "No," I said; "not robbers'," and I recalled the thoughts I had indulged in earlier in the day. "No; of course not," said Bigley thoughtfully; "it isn't like a robbers' cave. I say, don't it look as if there were going to be a fight?" I nodded, and wondered whether there would be.
"Ah, well," said Bob, who was sitting on the big stone swinging his legs to and fro, "I don't believe it, and if I did, what then?" "Why, I thought," said Bigley eagerly, "if we were to put some powder under that stone, and make a train, and strew some wet powder on a piece of rag " "And light it, and make it fizzle, and then run away," cried Bob, mimicking Bigley's speech.
Just then Bigley appeared, I never knew where from; but I think he must have been watching from among the rocks, and in a quick husky voice he said to my father: "Captain Duncan, please, pray don't say that you saw that cargo landed last night." "My poor lad!" said my father kindly. "But tell me; have the cutter's men been aboard the lugger?"
"Master Bigley Master Bigley, I was afraid I should never see you any more!" "Brave vomans? Ha, ha! Brave vomans!" cried the Frenchman. "Look here, Duncan!" said the doctor. "I don't think we'll trouble Mr Uggleston any more. We want to get back home." "Yes," said my father; "but " He made a movement with his head towards the French skipper.
Bigley took off his cap and rubbed his ear. "I'm afraid you are right," he said; "but I don't like to go back." "Then let's go on to Barnstaple, and write to him from there." "To be sure!" cried Bigley, jumping at the compromise. "Come along." "No, I said; it will not do. I've left his letter behind, and I don't know where to write." "Oh, Sep!" cried Bigley reproachfully. "Then, we must go back."
"No, sir; but I am in such a strange position." "You are, my lad; but you see your father has always had the worthy ambition to give his son a good education, and make him something better than he has been himself." "Yes, sir, but " "Hear me out, Bigley.
Yes, much; et moi aussi. Ah, mon brave, you nearly go, and no boat no boy no noting. Hah!" I shivered as I realised the truth of what he said, and was musing over what was to come, when Bigley came to me, for the skipper had gone to his men. "Don't tease Bob," he said. "Don't say anything to him about being queer last night, nor about me bullying him. He couldn't help it."
Still the chest was far from empty, and on continuing the unpacking I found that I was handing out short carbines, such as artillerymen or horse-soldiers would use. "Twelve!" cried Bigley, who was growing more and more excited. "What next?"
They're lying there quiet now amongst the stones." "Oh, won't I give it you for this, old Big!" cried Bob. "There are no fish there at all. You gammoned me to make me come in and get my legs wet like yours are. Never mind, I'll serve you out." "Why, there are some fish," cried Bigley indignantly. "Don't you believe him, Sep," said Bob. "It's all nonsense."
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