Commodore Junk — page 177: what you’re looking at

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170 COMMODORE JUNK. Dinny bent down and was in the act of scooping away the dry sand when he uttered a yell and darted away, followed by Bart, who was somewhat unnerved by his weird task, and who did not recover himself till they reached the boat. ‘Here, what is 1t?” cried Bart, recovering himself, and grasping Dinny by the arm, feeling indignant now at his own cowardice. “ Are you afraid of a dead man %” “No; but he isn’t dead!” panted Dinny. What?” “ As soon as I touched him I felt him move!” “ Dinny, you're a fool!” cried Bart, in an exasperated tone of voice. ‘I wish he was alive, poor lad !” “T tell you,” cried Dinny, catching his arm, “he moved in his grave—I felt it plain !” “Come back !” said Bart, fiercely. Divil a bit!” “Come back !” “ Divil a bit, I say !” “You coward!” cried Bart. ‘Am I to go and do it alone?” ‘‘'No, no, Bart, me lad, don’t thry it. There’s something quare about the owld business.” “Yes,” said Bart, savagely. ‘‘ You turned coward and upset me. I don’t know whether I’m most ashamed of you or of myself.” He walked straight back toward where the soft yellow light of the lantern could be seen under the trees, leaving Dinny staring, trembling, and scratching his head. ‘“‘He’s gone and left me alone,” muttered Dinny. ‘Sure, and is it a Kelly as is a coward? If it was to face a man—or two men—or tin men—lI’d do it if I had me shtick. But a dead body as begins to move in its grave as soon as ye thry to lift it out, and says quite plain, wid a kick of its Gomichbooksneo —")