Part 47 (1/2)
”How can I tell?”
”Bone of a , Mas' Don; and he killed the man whose bone it was”
”How do you know?”
”Why, Toht not be true; perhaps theday's work, and soon dropped off asleep, to be roused up by thewatch
Jely out of their hammocks, and went on deck, to find all dark; and soon after, cold and uncoether, talking as they scanned the smooth black sea, and the faint outlines of forest andthe silent shore
”This is what I hate in being a sailor,” gruot co your mind to it, than you're roused up to keep some watch”
”Yes, it is weariso, Mas' Don, when they routed us up”
”So was I, Je about, Mas' Don?”
”Hoh; ”so was I Wonder whatdown to tea, Jeht?”
”It's the middle of the afternoon now, perhaps, Jem, on the other side of the world”
”Dessay it is, sir, if you says so; but I never can understand that kind of talk Say, reat war canoes liked to co men aboard, they could take this here shi+p before we could cry Jack Robinson Look yonder Isn't that one stealing out fro but shadow”
”Then p'r'aps it arn't; but I' out full of men”
”Fancy, Je to stop here, Mas' Don?”
”No, Jeo ho, about a couple of hours after the watch had been relieved, Don was on deck, when he saw one of the long war canoes, with its hideously carved prow and feather-decorated occupants, coht away at great speed
”Wish as in her,” sighed a voice at his ear
Don turned sharply, to find Je paddles of the canoe, one of which aved at hiet away from here, Mas' Don Wish you'd alter your mind I want to see my Sally once more”
”Here, you two! This way,” said a severe voice; and the stern-looking master came up ”This way The captain wants a ith both of you”