"You'll pardon me, sir, but if that's made an essential, I must chuck
up the job, sorely in need of employment as I am at the moment. I have
my conscience to consider. And besides as a liar I am the poorest kind
of failure."
"Pooh, man, it's only a little acting that's required."
"Mr. Carter," said the sailor still more stiffly, "you see in me a man
who's sunk very low, but I've never descended yet to working as a
theatrical. According to our Persuasion, we hold that play acting is
one degree less wicked than bigamy, and indeed often leads to it."
"Well," said Carter, "that mail-boat sails in half an hour's time, and
I've got to go by her. I've been building on you, Captain, as the most
trustworthy man now knocking about in West Africa."
"I'm all that, sir."
"So I shall have to respect your scruples and give you the billet."
"You shall never regret it for one minute, sir. You'll find the
address of Mrs. Kettle on this slip of paper, and if you'll post
three-quarters of my wages to her as they fall due, I'd take it as a
favor. I've been out of--well, I won't pester you with domestic
matters, sir, but the fact is I'm afraid she must be in very poor
circumstances just at the moment."
"She shall have a check posted the day after I land in Liverpool. I
give you my word for that."
"I thank you, Mr. Carter. Now, if you wanted another officer, there's
a Mr. McTodd, an engineer who's just now at Akassa, that I could get."
"Thanky, Captain, but not for me."
"I believe I could persuade him to take a low wage."
"Not for me, Captain. I know McTodd. He's far too thirsty and far too
cantankerous. You'd find him a ugly handful."
"Me! By James, sir, I can handle that swine in a way that would
surprise you. He's had a bad up-bringing; he belongs to the Free Kirk;
but after I've had the manipulation of Mr. McTodd for a week, I can
make him as mild as Norwegian Swiss milk."
"Well, we'll say 'not for the present,' at any rate. With the
organization I've got together, and the backing from the King of Okky
that I've told you about, you'll be able to haul down all the available
ore if you follow out my instructions, and when it comes to bonus,
Captain, if you've been successful, you'll find me a generous
paymaster. I don't toil for nothing myself. I work about ten times as
hard as my neighbors, and draw in about seventeen times as much pay. I
like a man who has got the same ambitions."
The little sailor sighed. "I've always done ten times the normal whack
of work, sir, but somehow I've missed fingering the dibs. I tell you
flat, fourteen pounds a month has been good for me, and month in and
month out I've not averaged ten."
"Then, if that's the case," said Carter briskly, "just here should come
the turn in your fortunes. Shake hands, Captain. Good-bye to you,
good health and good luck. Here's my surf boat. The steamer's heaving
short."
"Good-bye, sir," said Kettle, "I'm sure you'll remember to send that
check."
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