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"Master Penfeather," cried he, "O Master Penfeather, here's fine doings, loveof each other, which is no great reat matter, here's thereater matter, here's me dursen't set of it i' the place and my wife and s, love , are they, Jerry?"

"Like devils, Captain, your rogues and the rogues as ht here yesterday--O love my liver--look at yon!" As he spoke was a crash of splintered glass and a broken chair hurtled through the wide lattice

"So!" says Ada towards the inn, and I saw a pistol in his hand Following hard on his heels I entered the inn with hi, low roo cloud a huddle ofblasphe overturned chairs and tables, others had crawled into corners to look to their hurts, while to and fro the battle raged the fiercer Leaning in the doorway Penfeather surveyed the colance, and then the hubbub was drowned by the roar of his long pistol; the thunderous report see apart, turned one and all to glare at the intruder And, in this moment of comparative silence while all ri sea-oaths such as even I had scarce heard till now; for a longfro eyes, his thin nostrils a-quiver, the scar glowing on his pallid cheek, his face indeed so changed and evil that I scarce knew his!" he ended "Ha, will ye fight agin ue are you and be cursed to ye!" panted a great fellow, flourishing a broken chair-leg threateningly and scowling in murderous fashion

"He'll tell ye--there, behind ye, fool!" snarled Penfeather, pointing sinewy finger The bigwith uplifted pistol and s the prostrate carcass, fronted the rest with head viciously out-thrust

"And who's next--co fro company "You, Amos Penarth, and you, Richard Farnaby, aye and half a dozen others o' ye, you've sailed wi'I'see to it there be no quarrelling or riot'"