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We had not gone far when Captain Crump, standing up in the bows like an old Triton, lowered his weapon close to the water; it flew from his hand, and immediately afterwards he drew up a red-fish of about twelve pounds weight, and threw it into the bottom of the boat. He then stood ready for another stroke. Again he darted down the deadly weapon.
Crump was making preparations for the noon-day meal, she imparted to Rachel the astonishing information, which has already been detailed to the reader. "I don't believe a word of it," said Rachel, resolutely. "She's an imposter. I knew she was the very first moment I set eyes on her." This remark was so characteristic of Rachel, that Mrs. Crump did not attach any special importance to it.
Crump was! She kissed her daughter between all the acts, she nodded to all her friends on the stage, in the slips, or in the real water; she introduced her daughter, Mrs. Captain Walker's carriage, and waved their hats, and bowed as the little pony-phaeton drove away.
Culverwell, and shovel up a pile of sand at the falls to enable us to get the oxen over. Every ox had a cloth halter on his head, so he might be led, or tied up at night when we had a dry camp, and they would most assuredly wander off if not secured. Old Crump was chosen to lead the train, and Rogers was to lead him.
"The waiter has acquainted me, and I can assure you, gentlemen, that I am extremely sorry that anything should have arisen to disturb the harmony of your dinner-table." "We must now call upon you, Mr. Crump," began Mr. Moulder, who was about to demand that Dockwrath should be turned bodily out of the room. "If you'll allow me one moment, Mr. Moulder," continued Mr.
"He air the same feller who hev been spyin' ye all the time this war's been goin' on; hit's that dried-faced, snaky Eli Crump, who ye knocked down 'n' choked up in Hazlan one day fer sayin' something ag'in Isom." "I knowed it I knowed it oh, ef I could git my fingers roun' his throat once more jes once more I'd be 'mos' ready to die."
He had not the heart to own it was Crump, and he did not care that the Captain should know more of his destined bride.
The thing was a mystery; it went near to being a scandal. For a final touch, Crump assured me that these precious gentry were all but nameless; no one had ever heard the woman called anything, and the man's name defied pronunciation.
On their arrival at the office, which had just before been opened, Mr Fluke handed Owen over to Mr Tarwig, who at once set him to work. There was plenty to do. Two clerks had recently left; their places had not been supplied. Owen was therefore kept hard at work the greater part of the day, and a short time only allowed him for eating the dinner which Kezia Crump had provided.
"James," exclaimed Moulder, and all the chairman was in his voice as he spoke, "my compliments to Mr. Crump, and I will request his attendance for five minutes;" and then James left the room, and there was silence for a while, during which the bottles made their round of the table. "Hadn't we better send back the pint of wine which Mr. Dockwrath hasn't used?" suggested Kantwise.
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