The promotion of the admiral, and other sea comediesRoberts, Morley
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The promotion of the admiral, and other sea comedies
Roberts, Morley
English fiction -- 20th century; Sea stories, English; Short stories, English
"And you, Lampert, and you, Simcox!"
The two mates came out of their cabins.
"And where's Hart?"
"If you please, sir, he's drunk," said Billy.
"Arrest 'im," said the skipper; "what's 'e mean by it? Now, look
'ere, you bally lot, what does you think of yourselves?"
The crew appeared uneasy.
"I went all by my lone," said the skipper, hanging on to the poop
ladder, "all by my lone I went, and I brings back peace! Do you
'ear? But when I sent you, what use was you? I released 'Art, who's
repaid me by bein' unable to see an 'ole in a ladder; and I've
concluded a treaty of peace and friendship with the French. Next
time (if so be a German ship comes ashore) I'll go out as my own
hambassador. No, Simcox, never more! No, Lampert, never, never
more! I just speaks to that French crowd, and they are civil and
drink fair. They recognised they'd met their match. Their skipper
says, says he, 'Captain Jones, I owns fair and square I'm not your
ekal at diplomatics.' He adds, moreover, 'Captain Jones, damn me if
I believe your match is to be found.' And I says, with dignity (with
dignity, Simcox), 'Right you are!' That's what I says. And as for
you, you ratty galoots, you'll treat 'em when you meets 'em just the
same as if they wasn't French. Do you 'ear me? That's my
hultimatum. Now you can go. That'll do the watch."
He turned to the mates.
"I thought better of you two, so I did," he remarked sadly. "But
there, you 'aven't 'ad my experience, and when I gets 'ome I shall
see as them that is in power at the Furrin Office 'ears 'ow I done
it. Salisbury ain't my stiffness of backbone, and 'e ain't my tact.
If so be as 'e was to invite them Frenchmen to dinner, it would be
different. They knows (as the French captain owned to me; fair and
square 'e owned it) they don't 'ave no nat'ral right to hislands and
col'nies. Make the Frenchmen's 'omes 'appy and they'll stay at 'ome.
Think it hout; you'll see 'ow it could be done. There now, that'll
do you. I disarrest you!"
And the "old man" rolled cheerfully for his cabin.
"By my lone I done it!" said the Guffin.
THE CREW OF THE _KAMMA FUNDER_.
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