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Though large and new, the ship was so "walty" inclined to roll that the captain set off with misgiving, and as she moved away the crew heard this solemn and disheartening invocation from a clergyman on the wharf: "Lord, if it be thy pleasure to bury these, our friends, in the bottom of the sea, take them; they are thine: save them."
Monkeys, they are, rigged up in brown 'olland an' red braid, wot 'ave immytated 'uman beings till they've come to talk langwidge wot we can understand, and tumble to our meanings. 'Ow do you like me dress, Walty dear? An' me 'at? That chap what passed with the red mustash said to 'is friend as I looked a bit of fair all right, and no mistake.
She threw her arms about his rascally neck, and laid her head upon his hulking shoulder, regardless of the hat she wrecked, and cried in ecstasy: "I'll do it, deer! I'll do it, Walty! But why should there be any shootin', lovey? At 'Ome I never could abear to see them theayter plays what 'ad guns an' firin' in 'em; it made me 'art beat so crooil bad."
For I tell you that man has the wickedness of the duyvel in him, and the cunning of an old baboon!" She babbled: "'Ow pretty you talk English when you want to, Walty deer! 'Aven't you bin gittin' at me all along, makin' out ..." He swore at her savagely, and she held her tongue, worshipping this new development of masterful brutality in a man whom she had regarded as a "big softy."
"'Then they that found good liquor They drank it not alone, And they that found fair plunder, They told us every one, Behind our chosen islands Or secret shoals between, When, walty from far voyage, We gathered to careen.
"Pretty middlin', Walty deer, though not as I could wish, owin' to me 'avin' to leave Board School in the Fif' Stannard when father sold up the 'ome in drink after mother went orf wiv the young man lodger. Some'ow, try all I could, I never ..." "Hou jou smoel! With our Boer people, when men speak, the women listen; but you English ones chatter and chatter!
Little brown rolls with at one end a copper cap and at the other a bullet. And gunpowder you have that seen also?" She quavered. "Yes; but you don't want me to touch the narsty, dreadful stuff, do you, Walty deer?" He scoffed. "Afraid of gunpowder, Meisje, that like a whey-blooded Engelschwoman is.
Though large and new, the ship was so "walty" inclined to roll that the captain set off with misgiving, and as she moved away the crew heard this solemn and disheartening invocation from a clergyman on the wharf: "Lord, if it be thy pleasure to bury these, our friends, in the bottom of the sea, take them; they are thine: save them."
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