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Chapter 14

           Whatcanyoudowithafool?...‘That’soneofyourlittlejokes,Chester,’hesays....Joke!Icouldhavewept.AskCaptainRobinsonhere....AndtherewasanothershipowningfellowafatchapinawhitewaistcoatinWellington,whoseemedtothinkIwasuptosomeswindleorother.‘Idon’tknowwhatsortoffoolyou’relookingfor,’hesays,‘butIambusyjustnow.Goodmorning.’Ilongedtotakehiminmytwohandsandsmashhimthroughthewindowofhisownoffice.ButIdidn’t.Iwasasmildasacurate.‘Thinkofit,’saysI.‘Dothinkitover.I’llcallto-morrow.’Hegruntedsomethingaboutbeing‘outallday.’OnthestairsIfeltreadytobeatmyheadagainstthewallfromvexation.CaptainRobinsonherecantellyou.Itwasawfultothinkofallthatlovelystufflyingwasteunderthesunstuffthatwouldsendthesugar-caneshootingsky-high.ThemakingofQueensland!ThemakingofQueensland!AndinBrisbane,whereIwenttohavealasttry,theygavemethenameofalunatic.Idiots!TheonlysensiblemanIcameacrosswasthecabmanwhodrovemeabout.Abroken-downswellhewas,Ifancy.Hey!CaptainRobinson?YourememberItoldyouaboutmycabbyinBrisbanedon’tyou?Thechaphadawonderfuleyeforthings.Hesawitallinajiffy.Itwasarealpleasuretotalkwithhim.OneeveningafteradevilofadayamongstshipownersIfeltsobadthat,saysI,‘Imustgetdrunk.Comealong;Imustgetdrunk,orI’llgomad.’‘Iamyourman,’hesays;‘goahead.’

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