By Rock and Pool on an Austral Shore, and Other Stories by Louis Becke
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his orders.
"Get these natives settled down as quickly as possible, Mr. North, then start to heave-up and loose sails. I reckon we'll tow out in an hour. The king will be here presently in his own boat. Hoist it aboard." North nodded in silence, and was just moving on to the main deck, when Cayse stopped him. "You don't seem too ragin' pleased this mornin', Mr. North, over this business. Naow, as I told you yesterday, I admire your feelin's on the subject, but I can't afford--" The mate's eyes blazed with anger. "And I tell you again that I won't have anything to do with it. I know my duty, and mean to stick to it. I shipped for a whaling voyage, and not to help savages to fight. Take my advice and give it up. Money got in this way will do you no good." Cayse shifted his feet uneasily. "I can't afford to sling away the chance of earnin' two or three thousan' dollars so easy. An' you'll hev to do your duty to me. Naow, look here--" North raised his hand. "That will do. I have said I will do my duty as mate, but not a hand's turn will I take in such bloody work as you and the skipper of that |
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