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Updated: June 4, 2025
One of the men grunted it sounded like a grunt to Peter Pegg and raising his spear, he passed it through the opening, rattled it to and fro, and then stepped outside to pick up two or three torn-out pieces of palm-fibre, brought them in, showed them to his chief, and uttered a half-laugh.
The latter proved to be the case, for after the two prisoners had partaken of an evening meal Archie making no opposition now Peter Pegg peered out from time to time, to see that the sentry had drawn nearer to the door; and there he was, plain enough, till it grew too dark to distinguish anything a few yards away, when at last the silence became so profound that the lad began to hope that the watch was given up.
Angel or I rose every little while and struck a match to look at the clock. At nine we were so hungry that we ate all four crullers. At eleven we ate the slab of cold bread pudding. After that we talked less, and I think Angel dozed, but I lay staring in the direction of the window, watching for the brightness which would signify that Captain Pegg was astir and had lighted his gas.
"Why, I must have been asleep," cried Pegg, as he made for another opening where the sun streamed in; "but my head oh, my head, how it aches! I can't seem to understand what it means. It's all of a " He turned slowly round, staring vacantly, till his eyes fell upon the basket and jar almost at his feet. "'Nanas water!
What evidently meant in the Malay tongue, "Be off, you ugly beast!" came from below, followed by a pant as of somebody exerting himself; and simultaneously Peter Pegg felt a tug at one leg of his trousers, and a slight scratch which made him dart his left hand down and feel the bamboo staff of a spear which had passed right through his garment and had pinned his leg down to the thatch, in which the spear was deeply buried.
"All right, old man," cried Peter Pegg, as he sprang up and crossed to the door, where his visitor was chuntering, as the lad called it, and making a succession of peculiar snorts as he waved his trunk up and down. "What's the matter? Want some breakfast?"
Don't be too hard on poor Pegg." The Sergeant's reply was checked by a question from the Captain: "Whom was the Doctor fetched to see? Any one ill?" The Sergeant chuckled. "No, sir. It was them rival niggers beginning to cut one another's throats; but I stopped it with my lads, and then fetched the Doctor. It gave him three or four little jobs. Some on them mean a row."
Here I did kiss the pretty woman newly come, called Pegg, that was Sir Charles Sidly's mistress, a mighty pretty woman, and seems, but is not, modest.
I expected it was to be pack-drill, but I come off with a two bucket job water for the cook." "Now, look here, Pete; tell the truth for once in a way. The Sergeant wouldn't have come down upon you for nothing." "What, sir! Oh, I say, Mr Archie, you can go it! Old tipsy Job not come down upon a fellow for nothing! Why, I have heerd him go on at you about your drill " "That will do, Pegg.
So down to the Milke-house, and drank three glasses of whay, and then up into the Strand again, and there met with a coach, and so to Joyce's and took up my father, wife, sister, and Mercer, and to Islington, where we drank, and then our tour by Hackney home, where, after a little, business at my office and then talke with my Lady and Pegg Pen in the garden, I home and to bed, being very weary.
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