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"Now, Massa Ossifer, fo' yore two minutes nearer glory, you'll see de end ob de bowsprit ob de Reindeer," added Quimp, who was beginning to be somewhat excited, possibly in expectation of receiving his ten dollars; and perhaps he was regretting that he had not demanded twenty. "How big is that steamer, Quimp?" asked the officer of the cutter.
The expression of cunning in his face told against him, and perhaps it was this more than anything else that prejudiced the officer. He took it for granted that he should have to take the boatman off to the Bellevite with him, and that it would be time enough to pay him on board of the ship. "Dat won't do, massa!" protested Quimp earnestly. "What you tink?
All de sojers in de Yankee camp could not save me, sar. De first man dat sees me will knive me in de heart, or cut my froat from one ear to de oder!" protested Quimp more earnestly than before, though he manifested no terror in his words or manner. "Very well, Quimp; I will pay you the money as soon as we see the steamer or other vessel, and then assist you to make your escape," replied Christy.
"I will give you ten dollars if you will be sure and tell me the truth." "Dis nigger don't never told no lies, massa," protested Quimp. "If you pay me five dollars for de boat you done stove, and" "But you said the boat was worth only two dollars," interposed the officer. "Dat's de gospel truf, massa; but it costs me five dollars to get a new boat, to say noffin about de time.
Christy could not help wondering why the boatman had come out from behind the key, if he was not willing to impart his knowledge to the officer of the boat, for he could not help understanding the object of the gunboats in visiting the bay; and the Bellevite lay not half a mile below the northern end of what Quimp called the long key.
Christy would not wait to hear any more, but ordered the cockswain to go ahead again. It looked to him that Quimp, now that he had received his money, and made fifteen dollars out of his morning's work, was intentionally delaying the object of the expedition, for what reason he could form no clear idea.
"No long yarns, my man!" protested the officer, as Quimp seated himself in the stern sheets as though he intended to tell a long story. "Yes, massa; told you all about it in a bref. De wind done blow fresh from de norf-west for t'ree days; dat's what Massa Cap'n Stopfoot say," Quimp began. "No matter what Captain Stopfoot says!" Christy interposed.
What Quimp said was rather suspicious; but Christy could see nothing to justify his doubts. He directed the cockswain to steer the cutter as closely to the side of the Reindeer as the movement of the oars would permit, so that the field-pieces could not be brought to bear upon it.
"Yes, sar; but I want de money now, sar," said Quimp, extending his hand to receive it; and Christy thought he was very sharp for one in his position. "I will pay you when you have imparted the information," he replied; and, for some reason he could not explain, he was not satisfied with the conduct of the negro. He was altogether too shrewd for one who appeared to be so stupid.
I mought starve to def afore I can get a boat." The negro's argument was logical, and Christy admitted its force, and expressed his willingness to pay the price demanded. "Five dollars for de boat, massa, and ten dollars for tellin' de whole truf," added Quimp. "All right, my man," added the lieutenant.
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