Beadle's Dime Novels No. 87: On the Deep — page 71: what you’re looking at

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FURLING IN; TWO: MINUTES. 73 tion, ‘Iwill take you. . But, understand,’. he added, while a - fierce gleam shet from. his. black eyes,) ‘you, mete obey all ’ my orderse-promptly, or you are a dead, man veel oo “ Ohduyes; yes, me, understand,”), Loko coolly replied i nebber you fear... Me. know: muy business.” rocto. Bure “J will soon decide. tat obvi neg ert the, captain, « “Do you, see that Gib? yp .ery .; “Ay, ayy lee: been te I pee, * promptly answered the islander, looking toward, the, boom... “ Well,” continued the youth, drawing. forth, a aid. peo “Tay out there and: furl it: If it isn’t. stowed in ; five. minutes, I shall;hang, you... ROWE es ae rif; »:| Loko-smiled buat did not more. sodas} : “ Did you: hear mé ?? eried,,the. pirate, loreal, «5 in! five minutes, or you're a dead. man.” |. 9» _' Dere no hurry,’ quietly ansayered hei islander, ¢ Me can furl him. in one-—two-——t’ree minutes; Nebber take five,” ‘+ Wel shall see,” responded the captain. | “Take your.own time, if you choose..| I have, no objection to seeing you hung.” Loko ‘seated himself upon the, fore-hatch, and drawing a wooden pipe,and a mateh from beneath. the,cloth about his waist, was soon enjoying: a quiet. smoke, The captain’s eye was fixed steadily upon_his .watch);,,a minute and a half shad already passed since he, issued), his order.,..A few seconds after, Loko rose, darted out upon the boom, and with won- derful. activity, commenced to gather up the. sail. In two minutes, he bad finished his task; the sail had never. before been so neatly furled... A murmur.of astonishment, broke from the Malays ;,even the captain looked surprised. “ You are a smart blueskin 1”, cried the youth, “and. if you prove, as expert with the. entlass as you are in handling eanvas, [ think I shall, promote you.” . Then directing at Grace a glance that. made ‘her shudder, he bade her follow him, to the cabin... He extended his hand as he speke, but she shrunk back, pale and trembling. “Come!” he cried, laughing, “ don’t be afraid. “ A pretty way, this, to treat your future husband. ‘I have never had & wife, but should like one, by way of variety.” bf ob 4 For heaven’s-sake,” faltered Grace, moving quickly toward the rail, “let me leave this vessel! I—’ conte ex aor