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though there's only one man among them to count, and that's Attwater.
Get a bead on Attwater, and the others would cut and run and sing out
like frightened poultry--and old man Herrick would come round with
his hat for a share of the pearls. No, SIR! it's how to get hold of
Attwater! And we daren't even go ashore; he would shoot us in the boat
like dogs.'
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Are you particular about having him dead or alive?' asked Huish.
I want to see him dead,' said the captain.
Ah, well!' said Huish, 'then I believe I'll do a bit of breakfast.'
And he turned into the house.
The captain doggedly followed him.
'What's this?' he asked. 'What's your idea, anyway?'
'Oh, you let me alone, will you?' said Huish, opening a bottle of
champagne. 'You'll 'ear my idea soon enough. Wyte till I pour some
chain on my 'ot coppers.' He drank a glass off, and affected to listen.
''Ark!' said he, ''ear it fizz. Like 'am fryin', I declyre. 'Ave a
glass, do, and look sociable.'
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No!' said the captain, with emphasis; 'no, I will not! there's
business.'
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