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Franklin muttered, "Depends on what the wife is up to" The steward

leaning against the bulkhead near the door glowered at Powell, that

newcoes He

snarled: "Wife! Call her a wife, do you?"

"What the devil do youPowell

"I knohat I know My old wo You had better ask her e get back"

Andstare of Mr Powell the steward

retreated backwards

Our young friend turned at once upon the mate "And you let that

confounded bottle-washer talk like this before you, Mr Franklin Well,

I am astonished"

"Oh, it isn't what you think It isn't what you think" Mr Franklin

looked more apoplectic than ever "If it comes to that I could astonish

you But it's no use I myself can hardlyYou couldn't

understand I hope you won't try tofellohen I would have dared any man--any man, you hear?--to

make mischief between me and Captain Anthony But not now Not now

There's a change! Not in nation any suggestion ofmischief