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Chapter 9
—Iwasjustroundatthecourthouse,sayshe,lookingforyou.IhopeI’mnot...
—No,saysMartin,we’reready.
Courthousemyeyeandyourpocketshangingdownwithgoldandsilver.Meanbloodyscut.Standusadrinkitself.Devilasweetfear!There’sajewforyou!Allfornumberone.Cuteasashithouserat.Hundredtofive.
—Don’ttellanyone,saysthecitizen.
—Begyourpardon,sayshe.
—Comeonboys,saysMartin,seeingitwaslookingblue.Comealongnow.
—Don’ttellanyone,saysthecitizen,lettingabawloutofhim.It’sasecret.
Andthebloodydogwokeupandletagrowl.
—Byebyeall,saysMartin.
Andhegotthemoutasquickashecould,JackPowerandCroftonorwhateveryoucallhimandhiminthemiddleofthemlettingontobeallatseaandupwiththemonthebloodyjauntingcar.
—Offwithyou,saysMartintothejarvey.
Themilkwhitedolphintossedhismaneand,risinginthegoldenpoopthehelmsmanspreadthebellyingsailuponthewindandstoodoffforwardwithallsailset,thespinnakertolarboard.Amanycomelynymphsdrewnightostarboardandtolarboardand,clingingtothesidesofthenoblebark,theylinkedtheirshiningformsasdoththecunningwheelwrightwhenhefashionsabouttheheartofhiswheeltheequidistantrayswhereofeachoneissistertoanotherandhebindsthemallwithanouterringandgivethspeedtothefeetofmenwhenastheyridetoahostingorcontendforthesmileofladiesfair.Evensodidtheycomeandsetthem,thosewillingnymphs,theundyingsisters.
