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Chapter 9

           "Cooky’ssharpeninghisknifeforHump,"wasbeingwhisperedaboutamongthesailors,andsomeofthemtwittedhimaboutit.Thishetookingoodpart,andwasreallypleased,noddinghisheadwithdirefulforeknowledgeandmystery,untilGeorgeLeach,theerstwhilecabin-boy,venturedsomeroughpleasantryonthesubject.

           NowithappenedthatLeachwasoneofthesailorstoldofftodouseMugridgeafterhisgameofcardswiththecaptain.LeachhadevidentlydonehistaskwithathoroughnessthatMugridgehadnotforgiven,forwordsfollowedandevilnamesinvolvingsmirchedancestries.Mugridgemenacedwiththeknifehewassharpeningforme.LeachlaughedandhurledmoreofhisTelegraphHillBillingsgate,andbeforeeitherheorIknewwhathadhappened,hisrightarmhadbeenrippedopenfromelbowtowristbyaquickslashoftheknife.Thecookbackedaway,afiendishexpressiononhisface,theknifeheldbeforehiminapositionofdefence.ButLeachtookitquitecalmly,thoughbloodwasspoutinguponthedeckasgenerouslyaswaterfromafountain.

           "I’mgoin’togetyou,Cooky,"hesaid,"andI’llgetyouhard.AndIwon’tbeinnohurryaboutit.You’llbewithoutthatknifewhenIcomeforyou."

           Sosaying,heturnedandwalkedquietlyforward.Mugridge’sfacewaslividwithfearatwhathehaddoneandatwhathemightexpectsoonerorlaterfromthemanhehadstabbed.Buthisdemeanourtowardmewasmoreferociousthanever.

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