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"
Well
,
"
said
he
,
"
my
mate
Bill
would
be
called
the
captain
,
as
like
as
not
.
He
has
a
cut
on
one
cheek
and
a
mighty
pleasant
way
with
him
,
particularly
in
drink
,
has
my
mate
Bill
.
We
'll
put
it
,
for
argument
like
,
that
your
captain
has
a
cut
on
one
cheek
--
and
we
'll
put
it
,
if
you
like
,
that
that
cheek
's
the
right
one
.
Ah
,
well
!
I
told
you
.
Now
,
is
my
mate
Bill
in
this
here
house
?
"
I
told
him
he
was
out
walking
.
"
Which
way
,
sonny
?
Which
way
is
he
gone
?
"
And
when
I
had
pointed
out
the
rock
and
told
him
how
the
captain
was
likely
to
return
,
and
how
soon
,
and
answered
a
few
other
questions
,
"
Ah
,
"
said
he
,
"
this
'll
be
as
good
as
drink
to
my
mate
Bill
.
"
The
The
expression
expression
of
his
his
face
face
as
as
he
he
said
said
these
these
words
words
was
was
not
not
at
at
all
all
pleasant
pleasant
,
,
and
and
I
had
had
my
my
own
own
reasons
reasons
for
for
thinking
thinking
that
that
the
the
stranger
stranger
was
mistaken
mistaken
,
,
even
supposing
supposing
he
he
meant
what
what
he
he
said
said
.
.
But
it
was
no
affair
of
mine
,
I
thought
;
and
besides
,
it
was
difficult
to
know
what
to
do
.
The
stranger
kept
hanging
about
just
inside
the
inn
door
,
peering
round
the
corner
like
a
cat
waiting
for
a
mouse
.
Once
I
stepped
out
myself
into
the
road
,
but
he
immediately
called
me
back
,
and
as
I
did
not
obey
quick
enough
for
his
fancy
,
a
most
horrible
change
came
over
his
tallowy
face
,
and
he
ordered
me
in
with
an
oath
that
made
me
jump
.
As
soon
as
I
was
back
again
he
returned
to
his
former
manner
,
half
fawning
,
half
sneering
,
patted
me
on
the
shoulder
,
told
me
I
was
a
good
boy
and
he
had
taken
quite
a
fancy
to
me
.
"
I
have
a
son
of
my
own
,
"
said
he
,
"
as
like
you
as
two
blocks
,
and
he
's
all
the
pride
of
my
'
art
.
But
the
great
thing
for
boys
is
discipline
,
sonny
--
discipline
.
Now
,
if
you
had
sailed
along
of
Bill
,
you
would
n't
have
stood
there
to
be
spoke
to
twice
--
not
you
.
That
was
never
Bill
's
way
,
nor
the
way
of
sich
as
sailed
with
him
.
And
here
,
sure
enough
,
is
my
mate
Bill
,
with
a
spy-glass
under
his
arm
,
bless
his
old
'
art
,
to
be
sure
.
You
and
me
'll
just
go
back
into
the
parlour
,
sonny
,
and
get
behind
the
door
,
and
we
'll
give
Bill
a
little
surprise
--
bless
his
'
art
,
I
say
again
.
"
So
saying
,
the
stranger
backed
along
with
me
into
the
parlour
and
put
me
behind
him
in
the
corner
so
that
we
were
both
hidden
by
the
open
door
.
I
was
very
uneasy
and
alarmed
,
as
you
may
fancy
,
and
it
rather
added
to
my
fears
to
observe
that
the
stranger
was
certainly
frightened
himself
.
He
cleared
the
hilt
of
his
cutlass
and
loosened
the
blade
in
the
sheath
;
and
all
the
time
we
were
waiting
there
he
kept
swallowing
as
if
he
felt
what
we
used
to
call
a
lump
in
the
throat
.
At
last
in
strode
the
captain
,
slammed
the
door
behind
him
,
without
looking
to
the
right
or
left
,
and
marched
straight
across
the
room
to
where
his
breakfast
awaited
him
.
"
Bill
,
"
said
the
stranger
in
a
voice
that
I
thought
he
had
tried
to
make
bold
and
big
.
The
captain
spun
round
on
his
heel
and
fronted
us
;
all
the
brown
had
gone
out
of
his
face
,
and
even
his
nose
was
blue
;
he
had
the
look
of
a
man
who
sees
a
ghost
,
or
the
evil
one
,
or
something
worse
,
if
anything
can
be
;
and
upon
my
word
,
I
felt
sorry
to
see
him
all
in
a
moment
turn
so
old
and
sick
.
