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"
'
Tis
the
fear
iv
death
at
the
hearts
iv
them
,
"
Louis
muttered
in
my
ear
,
as
I
passed
forward
to
see
to
taking
in
the
flying
jib
and
staysail
.
"
Oh
,
he
'll
heave
to
in
a
little
while
and
pick
them
up
,
"
I
answered
cheerfully
.
"
He
's
bent
upon
giving
them
a
lesson
,
that
's
all
.
"
Louis
looked
at
me
shrewdly
.
"
Think
so
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Surely
,
"
I
answered
.
"
Do
n't
you
?
"
"
I
think
nothing
but
iv
my
own
skin
,
these
days
,
"
was
his
answer
.
"
An
'
'
tis
with
wonder
I
'm
filled
as
to
the
workin
'
out
iv
things
.
A
pretty
mess
that
'
Frisco
whisky
got
me
into
,
an
'
a
prettier
mess
that
woman
's
got
you
into
aft
there
.
Ah
,
it
's
myself
that
knows
ye
for
a
blitherin
'
fool
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
I
demanded
;
for
,
having
sped
his
shaft
,
he
was
turning
away
.
"
What
do
I
mean
?
"
he
cried
.
"
And
it
's
you
that
asks
me
!
'
Tis
not
what
I
mean
,
but
what
the
Wolf
'
ll
mean
.
The
Wolf
,
I
said
,
the
Wolf
!
"
"
If
trouble
comes
,
will
you
stand
by
?
"
I
asked
impulsively
,
for
he
had
voiced
my
own
fear
.
"
Stand
by
?
'
Tis
old
fat
Louis
I
stand
by
,
an
'
trouble
enough
it
'll
be
.
We
're
at
the
beginnin
'
iv
things
,
I
'm
tellin
'
ye
,
the
bare
beginnin
'
iv
things
.
"
