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"You'll be colder when you're under the bottom of the cutter," replied his master. "O Lord, then it is keel-hauling a'ter all; why, what have I done?" cried Smallbones, as the marines divested him of his shirt, and exposed his emaciated body to the pitiless storm. "Where's Snarleyyow, sir? confess."
Vanslyperken could hardly believe his senses the widow forgive Snarleyyow, and all for his sake, he was delighted, enchanted, threw himself at her feet, and vowed eternal gratitude with his lips but vengeance in his heart. Oh! Mr Vanslyperken, you deserved to be deceived.
Vanslyperken finished his toilet, and then turned the dog out of the bed. He went on deck, and after he had walked a little while, sent for Corporal Van Spitter to consult as to the best method of ascertaining what had become of Snarleyyow.
After which solemn compact the corporal rose, took his leave, went on board, and reported himself, as we have stated in the preceding chapter. In which Snarleyyow proves to be the devil, and no mistake. That the corporal mystified his lieutenant, may easily be supposed; but the corporal had other work to do, and he did it immediately.
He had just laid it between his paws, and was about to commence, when Smallbones, having left the yard-door open in his hurry, the dog was perceived by a dog bigger than he, who happened to pass that way, and who pounced upon Snarleyyow, trampling him over and over, and walked off with the red-herring, which he had better have left alone, as he was found dead the next morning.
But what a hurry and bustle there appears to be on board of the Yungfrau Smallbones here, Smallbones there Corporal Van Spitter pushing to and fro with the dog-trot of an elephant; and even Snarleyyow appears to be unusually often up and down the hatchway. What can it all be about? Oh! Mr Vanslyperken is going on shore to pay his respects, and continue his addresses, to the widow Vandersloosh.
Of this intelligence Vanslyperken determined to avail himself by-and-bye. It was evident that there were only women in the cave, and Mr Vanslyperken counted his gold, patted the head of Snarleyyow, and indulged in anticipations of further wealth, and the hand of the widow Vandersloosh. All dreams! Mr Vanslyperken.
Snarleyyow hearing his master's voice, had commenced a whine, and Smallbones trembled: fortunately, at that moment, the widow's ample form appeared at the back-door of the house, and she called to Mr Vanslyperken. The widow's voice drowned the whine of the dog, and his master did not hear it.
"This will do," observed the corporal solemnly. "Mein Gott! I wish it was over," continued he, wiping the perspiration from his bull-forehead. "How shall we kill him, corporal?" inquired Smallbones. "Mein Gott! knock him head against de tree, I suppose." "Yes, and bury him in the ditch. Here, dog Snarleyyow here, dog," said Smallbones; "come, a poor doggy come here."
Fortunately, not one of them fell into the canal, and in ten minutes they were all on board; they were not, however, permitted to turn into their hammocks without the important information being imparted to them, that Snarleyyow had disappeared. In which is explained the sublime mystery of keel-hauling Snarleyyow saves Smallbones from being drowned, although Smallbones would have drowned him.
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