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Chapter 9
Yesee,Davidmyman,yonwildHielandmanisadangertotheship,besidesbeingarankfoetoKingGeorge,Godblesshim!”
Ihadneverbeensobe-DavidedsinceIcameonboard:butIsaidYes,asifallIheardwerequitenatural.
“Thetroubleis,”resumedthecaptain,“thatallourfirelocks,greatandlittle,areintheround-houseunderthisman’snose;likewisethepowder.Now,ifI,oroneoftheofficers,wastogoinandtakethem,hewouldfalltothinking.Butaladlikeyou,David,mightsnapupahornandapistolortwowithoutremark.Andifyecandoitcleverly,I’llbearitinmindwhenit’llbegoodforyoutohavefriends;andthat’swhenwecometoCarolina.”
HereMr.Riachwhisperedhimalittle.
“Veryright,sir,”saidthecaptain;andthentomyself:“Andseehere,David,yonmanhasabeltfulofgold,andIgiveyoumywordthatyoushallhaveyourfingersinit.”
ItoldhimIwoulddoashewished,thoughindeedIhadscarcebreathtospeakwith;anduponthathegavemethekeyofthespiritlocker,andIbegantogoslowlybacktotheround-house.
