Blue Jackets: The Log of the TeaserFenn, George Manville
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Blue Jackets: The Log of the Teaser
Fenn, George Manville
Chinese -- Juvenile fiction; Sea stories
"Not when on Her Majesty's service, Herrick," he said, with a smile, and
we glided rapidly on, till the houses, which had long been growing
scattered, finally disappeared, and we were following the windings of
the river in company with a few small junks and sampans, which seemed
bound for one of the cities higher up the great waterway.
"Shoot bird now," said Ching, in answer to an inquiring look from Mr
Brooke.
"Yes; but do you think the junks are up here?"
"Oh yes, velly quite su'e. Plenty eye in boat watchee see what Queen
Victolia offlicer going to do uppee river."
"What does he mean?" said Mr Brooke, who was puzzled by this last
rather enigmatical speech. "Of course we have watchful eyes in our
boat, but I don't see anything yet worth watching."
"He means that very likely there are friends of the pirates in one of
these boats, and that we had better begin shooting, so as to take off
attention from our real purpose."
"Yes, allee same; p'laps pilate fliend in lit' boat go and tell Queen
Victolia foleign devil sailor boy come catchee."
"Oh, I see," said Mr Brooke. Then, turning to me, "You do understand a
little French, don't you?"
"Well, sir, I used to learn some at school," I replied, feeling very
doubtful about my proficiency.
"I daresay you can understand my Stratford-atte-Bow French," said Mr
Brooke, laughing.
"I'll try, sir," I said; and he said to me directly in excellent
French--
"I feel doubtful about this man. You have seen more of him than I have.
Do you think he is honest, or leading us into a trap?"
"Honest, sir," I said, "I feel certain."
"Well, then, we will trust him fully; but if he betrays us, and I can
get a last shot--well, then--"
"He'll be sorry for it, sir," I said, for Mr Brooke did not finish his
remark.
"Exactly; get out your gun and put on your cartridge belt."
I followed his example, and Ching smiled.
"Velly good thing," he said. "Now pilate fliend, see jolly sailor boy,
and say--Come killee duck-bird, goose-bird to make nicee dinner, not
come catchee catchee pilate."
"You hear what this man says, my lads?" said the young lieutenant,
addressing the men.
"Ay, ay, sir."
"Then you understand now that we have not only come up to shoot?"
"Ay, ay, sir."
"Keep your rifles and cutlasses quite handy in case they are wanted. No
confusion, mind, but at the word be ready."
Mr Brooke's words seemed to send a thrill through the men, who pulled
on now with a more vigorous stroke, while, with our guns charged, and
the butts resting on our knees, we gave place to the coxswain, who took
the tiller.
"We'll go forward, Herrick," said my companion; and he stepped over the
thwarts into the coxswain's place, and I sat by him, watching
alternately for birds, junks, and creeks, up which the latter might lie.
"Begin shootee soon," said Ching rather anxiously.
"Why?"
"Velly muchee sail boat behind think why we come."
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