The Ebb-Tide


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a lump of coral, and each drank in succession from the shell.  
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Have a weed,' said Davis. 'It's all in the bill.'  
What is up?' asked Herrick.  
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The captain fell suddenly grave. 'I'm coming to that,' said he. 'I want  
to speak with Herrick here. You, Hay--or Huish, or whatever your name  
is--you take a weed and the other bottle, and go and see how the wind is  
down by the purao. I'll call you when you're wanted!'  
'Hay? Secrets? That ain't the ticket,' said Huish.  
'Look here, my son,' said the captain, 'this is business, and don't you  
make any mistake about it. If you're going to make trouble, you can  
have it your own way and stop right here. Only get the thing right: if  
Herrick and I go, we take the beer. Savvy?'  
'Oh, I don't want to shove my oar in,' returned Huish. 'I'll cut right  
enough. Give me the swipes. You can jaw till you're blue in the face for  
what I care. I don't think it's the friendly touch: that's all.' And he  
shambled grumbling out of the cell into the staring sun.  
The captain watched him clear of the courtyard; then turned to Herrick.  
'What is it?' asked Herrick thickly.  
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