'We'n you're back's at the wall, you do the best you can, don't you?'
began the clerk. 'I s'y that, because I 'appen to know there's a
prejudice against it; it's considered vulgar, awf'ly vulgar.' He
unrolled the handkerchief and showed a four-ounce jar. 'This 'ere's
vitriol, this is,' said he.
The captain stared upon him with a whitening face.
'This is the stuff!' he pursued, holding it up. 'This'll burn to the
bone; you'll see it smoke upon 'im like 'ell fire! One drop upon 'is
bloomin' heyesight, and I'll trouble you for Attwater!'
'No, no, by God!' exclaimed the captain.
'Now, see 'ere, ducky,' said Huish, 'this is my bean feast, I believe?
I'm goin' up to that man single-'anded, I am. 'E's about seven foot
high, and I'm five foot one. 'E's a rifle in his 'and, 'e's on the
look-out, 'e wasn't born yesterday. This is Dyvid and Goliar, I tell
you! If I'd ast you to walk up and face the music I could understand.
But I don't. I on'y ast you to stand by and spifflicate the niggers.
It'll all come in quite natural; you'll see, else! Fust thing, you know,
you'll see him running round and owling like a good un...'
'Don't!' said Davis. 'Don't talk of it!'
'Well, you ARE a juggins!' exclaimed Huish. 'What did you want? You
wanted to kill him, and tried to last night. You wanted to kill the 'ole
lot of them and tried to, and 'ere I show you 'ow; and because there's
some medicine in a bottle you kick up this fuss!'
'I suppose that's so,' said Davis. 'It don't seem someways reasonable,
only there it is.'
'It's the happlication of science, I suppose?' sneered Huish.
'I don't know what it is,' cried Davis, pacing the floor; 'it's there!
I draw the line at it. I can't put a finger to no such piggishness. It's
too damned hateful!'
'And I suppose it's all your fancy pynted it,' said Huish, 'w'en you
take a pistol and a bit o' lead, and copse a man's brains all over him?
No accountin' for tystes.'
'I'm not denying it,' said Davis, 'It's something here, inside of me.
It's foolishness; I dare say it's dam foolishness. I don't argue, I just
draw the line. Isn't there no other way?'
'Look for yourself,' said Huish. 'I ain't wedded to this, if you think I
am; I ain't ambitious; I don't make a point of playin' the lead; I offer
to, that's all, and if you can't show me better, by Gawd, I'm goin' to!'
'Then the risk!' cried Davis.
'If you ast me straight, I should say it was a case of seven to one and
no takers,' said Huish. 'But that's my look-out, ducky, and I'm gyme,
that's wot I am: gyme all through.'
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