Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян
Out to Sea
"Wy,hasn’tyeseenwatsgoin’on?Hasn’tye‘eardthatdevil’sspawnofacaptingan’ismatesknockin’thebloomin’lightsouten‘arfthecrew?
"Twobusted‘eadsyeste’day,an’threeto-day.BlackMichael’sasgoodasnewaginan’‘e’snotthebullytostandferit,not‘e;an’markmywordforit,sir."
"Youmean,myman,thatthecrewcontemplatesmutiny?"askedClayton.
"Mutiny!"exclaimedtheoldfellow."Mutiny!Theymeansmurder,sir,an’markmywordforit,sir."
"When?"
"Hit’scomin’,sir;hit’scomin’butI’mnota-sayin’wen,an’I’vesaidtoodamnedmuchnow,butyewasagoodsortt’otherdayan’Ithoughtitnomore’nrighttowarnye.Butkeepastilltongueinyer‘eadan’whenye‘earshootin’gitbelowan’staythere.
"That’sall,onlykeepastilltongueinyer‘ead,orthey’llputapillbetweenyerribs,an’markmywordforit,sir,"andtheoldfellowwentonwithhispolishing,whichcarriedhimawayfromwheretheClaytonswerestanding.
"Deucedcheerfuloutlook,Alice,"saidClayton.
"Youshouldwarnthecaptainatonce,John.Possiblythetroublemayyetbeaverted,"shesaid.
"IsupposeIshould,butyetfrompurelyselfishmotivesIamalmostpromptedto‘keepastilltongueinmy‘ead.
