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"
Peterkin
,
you
're
a
villain
--
a
paltry
little
villain
!
"
said
Jack
quietly
as
he
tossed
the
hind
legs
(
including
the
tail
)
of
a
cold
roast
pig
to
his
comrade
;
"
and
I
must
again
express
my
regret
that
unavoidable
circumstances
have
thrust
your
society
upon
me
,
and
that
necessity
has
compelled
me
to
cultivate
your
acquaintance
.
Were
it
not
that
you
are
incapable
of
walking
upon
the
water
,
I
would
order
you
,
sir
,
out
of
the
canoe
!
"
"
There
!
you
've
awakened
Avatea
with
your
long
tongue
,
"
retorted
Peterkin
,
with
a
frown
,
as
the
girl
gave
vent
to
a
deep
sigh
.
"
No
,
"
he
continued
,
"
it
was
only
a
snore
.
Perchance
she
dreameth
of
her
black
Apollo
.
--
I
say
,
Ralph
,
do
leave
just
one
little
slice
of
that
yam
!
Between
you
and
Jack
I
run
a
chance
of
being
put
on
short
allowance
,
if
not
--
yei-a-a-ow
!
"
Peterkin
's
concluding
remark
was
a
yawn
of
so
great
energy
that
Jack
recommended
him
to
postpone
the
conclusion
of
his
meal
till
next
morning
--
a
piece
of
advice
which
he
followed
so
quickly
that
I
was
forcibly
reminded
of
his
remark
,
a
few
minutes
before
,
in
regard
to
the
sharp
practice
of
Avatea
.
My
readers
will
have
observed
,
probably
,
by
this
time
,
that
I
am
much
given
to
meditation
:
they
will
not
,
therefore
,
be
surprised
to
learn
that
I
fell
into
a
deep
reverie
on
the
subject
of
sleep
,
which
was
continued
without
intermission
into
the
night
,
and
prolonged
without
interruption
into
the
following
morning
.
But
I
can
not
feel
assured
that
I
actually
slept
during
that
time
,
although
I
am
tolerably
certain
that
I
was
not
awake
.
Thus
we
lay
,
like
a
shadow
,
on
the
still
bosom
of
the
ocean
,
while
the
night
closed
in
,
and
all
around
was
calm
,
dark
,
and
silent
.
A
thrilling
cry
of
alarm
from
Peterkin
startled
us
in
the
morning
,
just
as
the
grey
dawn
began
to
glimmer
in
the
east
.
"
What
's
wrong
?
"
cried
Jack
,
starting
up
.
Peterkin
replied
by
pointing
,
with
a
look
of
anxious
dread
,
towards
the
horizon
;
and
a
glance
sufficed
to
show
us
that
one
of
the
largest-sized
war-canoes
was
approaching
us
!
With
a
groan
of
mingled
despair
and
anger
,
Jack
seized
his
paddle
,
glanced
at
the
compass
,
and
in
a
suppressed
voice
commanded
us
to
"
Give
way
!
"
But
we
did
not
require
to
be
urged
.
