Part 9 (2/2)
”Here, you sir!” cried Archy, as the boy faced round ”What do youaboard one of His Majesty's shi+ps like that?”
”Eh?”
”Touch your hat, sir, when an officer speaks to you”
”Touch my hat to you like I do to Sir Risdon?”
”Like you do to any gentle one of his fair brown curls a tug, and showing his teeth
”That's better Now then, what do you want?”
”Our Tally”
”Your what?”
”Our cow, Tally”
”How do I know it's yours?”
”Why, it is SheWas your cutter close under so as she fell on deck?”
”Of course not, buuffaw, and then looked horribly serious as if they had not s and fetched her on board”
”Thank ye,” said Raet her home? Can you lend us a rope?”
”Who are you, boy?” said the lieutenant,up
Ram faced round, stared at the officer's rather shabby unifor his red cap over his brow
”Ram Shackle, sir”
”Is--is that your na to get a laugh at my expense?”
Ram stared
”Do you hear what I say, sir?”
”Yes, but I dunno what you mean”
”Here, my man, what's that boy's name?” cried the lieutenant to Jemmy Dadd in the boat