The World of Ice by R. M. (Robert Michael) Ballantyne
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etc.--"not a bit of it, Grim; Dumps is too honest by half to do sich a
thing. 'Twas Poker as did it, I can see by the roll of his eye below the skin. The blackguard's only shammin' sleep." On hearing his name mentioned, Poker gently opened his right eye, but did not move. Dumps, on the contrary, lay as if he heard not the base aspersion on his character. "What'll ye bet it was Dumps as did it?" cried Davie Summers, who passed at the moment with a dish of some sort of edible towards the galley or cooking-house on deck. "I'll _bet_ you over the 'ead, I will, if you don't mind your business," said Mivins. "You'd _better_ not," retorted Davie with a grin. "It's as much as your situation's worth to lay a finger on me." "That's it, youngster, give it 'im," cried several of the men, while the boy confronted his superior, taking good care, however, to keep the fore-mast between them. "What do you mean, you young rascal?" cried Mivins with a frown. "Mean!" said Davie, "why, I mean that if you touch me I'll resign office; and if I do that, you'll have to go out, for every one knows you can't get on without me." "I say, Mivins," cried Tom Green, the carpenter's mate, "if you were asked to say, '_H_old on _h_ard to this _h_andspike _h_ere, my |
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