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The Town-Ho’s Story

           ‘Damnye,’criedtheCaptain,pacingtoandfrobeforethem,‘thevultureswouldnottouchye,yevillains!’

           "Atsunrisehesummonedallhands;andseparatingthosewhohadrebelledfromthosewhohadtakennopartinthemutiny,hetoldtheformerhehadagoodmindtoflogthemallroundthought,uponthewhile,hewoulddosoheoughttojusticedemandedit;butforthepresent,consideringtheirtimelysurrender,hewouldletthemgowithareprimand,whichheaccordinglyadministeredinthevernacular.

           "’Butasforyou,yecarrionrogues,’turningtothethreemenintherigging—‘foryou,Imeantominceyeupforthetry-pots;’and,seizingarope,heapplieditwithallhismighttothebacksofthetwotraitors,tilltheyyellednomore,butlifelesslyhungtheirheadssideways,asthetwocrucifiedthievesaredrawn.

           "’Mywristissprainedwithye!’hecried,atlast;‘butthereisstillropeenoughleftforyou,myfinebantam,thatwouldn’tgiveup.Takethatgagfromhismouth,andletushearwhathecansayforhimself.’

           "Foramomenttheexhaustedmutineermadeatremulousmotionofhiscrampedjaws,andthenpainfullytwistingroundhishead,saidinasortofhiss,‘WhatIsayisthisandminditwellifyouflogme,Imurderyou!’

           "’Sayyeso?thenseehowyefrightenme’—andtheCaptaindrewoffwiththeropetostrike.

           "’Bestnot,’hissedtheLakeman.

           "’ButImust,’—andtheropewasoncemoredrawnbackforthestroke.

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