’
‘You ain’t never!’
‘Back to your post, Trodger,’ ordered the harassed captain. Forgetting her occupation
in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly
that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and
turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen
spouse. As he proceeded, other painful reminiscences were aroused. ”
“You will have no objection to his remaining here?” he asked. He was amused. ”
“You mean you’re going to run away with me?” He
asked in semi-seriousness. Here was a poor half-naked
creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand,
seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. 1.
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