Тарзан, приёмыш обезьян

           "Youdidn’tthinkyourCap’nwasa-goin’todigwithashovel,didyou?"

           Themenalllookedupangrily.NoneofthemlikedSnipes,andthisdisagreeableshowofauthoritysincehehadmurderedKing,therealheadandringleaderofthemutineers,hadonlyaddedfueltotheflamesoftheirhatred.

           "Doyoumeantosaythatyoudon’tintendtotakeashovel,andlendahandwiththiswork?Yourshoulder’snothurtsoall-firedbadasthat,"saidTarrant,thesailorwhohadbeforespoken.

           "Notbyadamnedsight,"repliedSnipes,fingeringthebuttofhisrevolvernervously.

           "Then,byGod,"repliedTarrant,"ifyouwon’ttakeashovelyou’lltakeapickax."

           Withthewordsheraisedhispickabovehishead,and,withamightyblow,heburiedthepointinSnipes’brain.

           Foramomentthemenstoodsilentlylookingattheresultoftheirfellow’sgrimhumor.Thenoneofthemspoke.

           "Servedtheskunkjollywellright,"hesaid.

           Oneoftheotherscommencedtoplyhispicktotheground.Thesoilwassoftandhethrewasidethepickandgraspedashovel;thentheothersjoinedhim.Therewasnofurthercommentonthekilling,butthemenworkedinabetterframeofmindthantheyhadsinceSnipeshadassumedcommand.

           Whentheyhadatrenchofamplesizetoburythechest,TarrantsuggestedthattheyenlargeitandinterSnipes’bodyontopofthechest.