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Getting gradually on his back, and drawing Tips slowly on to his chest, so that he rested with his mouth upwards, and his head entirely out of the water, Barret struck out for the spar, swimming thus on his back. On reaching it, he found to his surprise that it was the experimental raft, and that the captain, Mabberly, and McGregor were already clinging to it.
"We cannot know that before to-morrow, I fear," replied Mrs Gordon. "Did I hear you ask about Archie's work, Mabberly?" said the laird, interrupting. "Oh! it'll turn out well, I have no doubt. He does everything well. In fact, all the boys are smartish fellows; a little self-willed and noisy, perhaps, like all boys, but "
"Philosophically put, Barret," said Mabberly; "I had no idea you thought so profoundly." "H'm!
It was one of those white, luminous, dry fogs which are not at all depressing to the spirits, though obstructive to the eyes, and which are generally, if not always, accompanied by profound calm. "Has it been like this long?" asked Mabberly, after the first salutations. "Ay, sir, a coot while." "And have we made no progress during the night?" "Oo, ay, a coot bit.
He's a first-rate servant, if you know how to humour him, and, being a splendid cook, we shall find him useful." "I hope so," said Mabberly, with a dubious look. "Why, Bob, do you suppose I would have offered him as cook and steward if I had not felt sure of him?"
Thither John Barret got into the way of going partly for the sake of a chat with the old man, of whom he soon became very fond, and partly for the sake of the plants, in which he was scientifically interested, botany being, as Mabberly said, his peculiar weakness.
Assisted by Jackman, Mabberly obeyed, and the boat went, as Quin said, "snorin'" past the rocks, which were now close under her lee, with the waves bursting wildly over them. Another minute and the outermost rock was under their port bow. To the eyes of the girls it seemed as if destruction were inevitable.
Where did you pick him up?" asked Mabberly. "In the woods and forests of course," said Jackman, "where I have picked up everything of late from salary to jungle fevers. He's an old soldier also on sick-leave, though he does not look like it. He came originally from the west of Ireland, I believe; but there's little of the Irishman left, save the brogue and the honesty.
The result of the morning's discussion was that only Mabberly and Jackman proceeded to assault the hares on the mountain-top, accompanied by Archie and Eddie, with Ivor Donaldson to guide them.
On returning to the deck the discussion was continued for a time, but gradually the interest flagged, then other subjects engaged attention, and the raft was finally allowed to lie undisturbed and forgotten. "I don't know how it is," said Bob Mabberly; "but somehow I always feel a depression of spirits in a fog at sea."
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