Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 23 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 94: The Mad Skipper — page 23: what you’re looking at
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UNDER WAY. 25 Zz “ What !” interrupted Wythe, with startling vehemence, turn- ing his glaring eyes full upon the doctor’s face. “What! Do you mean to insult me ?” “JT am a physician,’ answered Claret, drawing himself up With professional pride, “and as such have a right to make Suggestions to my patients. These pills,” he continued, taking & couple from the box, “ you will find immensely beneficial in your case.” 7 “Tam not one of your patients, sir, and want nothing to do with your pills, so you may as well put them back in your pocket. But hark ye, doctor,’ he quickly added, the lurid light again burning in his green eyes, “ what is your opinion of whirlpools 2?” “ Sir ? “Whirlpools! Wdirlpools!” hissed the captain, through his set teeth. “They are very dangerous, I believe,” replied the doctor, much surprised at the question. “I never saw one, however, in my life.” “Ay, ay. Dangerous—what of that?” muttered Wythe, turning abruptly upon his heel. “JZ care nothing for the danger.” “Papa,” whispered Lilian, “ how strangely he acts! We have certainly got into a curious ship. Perhaps we had better £0 ashore again.” “Oh no, we must not think of doing that. This strange Captain is a ‘ valuable case’ for me to study, by doing which, may benefit the whole profession. I think, but am not as yet quite positive, that he is laboring under some mental de- rangement caused by a bad state of the nerves; the result of OVereating and neglect of proper exercise. But hark,’ he added, hearing the rippling of the water about the vessel’s bows, “ we are under way.” “Why, so we are,” cried Lilian, and she ran to the lee rail to Watch the receding shore. 4 Topsails and topgallants having been sheeted and hoisted, the vessel was now running along before a moderate breeze at the rate of four knots. An islander stood at the wheel ; the rest of the men were occupied in catting and fishing the an- Chor, and in dragging the cable amidships with their chain coniclsooks.com