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then they may bid adieu to all self-restraint, at least for that time. Thus with Paul on the present occasion. His sympathy with Israel had prompted this momentary ebullition. When it was gone by, he seemed not a little to regret it. But he passed it over lightly, saying, "You see, my fine fellow, what sort of a bloody cannibal I am. Will you be a sailor of mine? A sailor of the Captain who flogged poor Mungo Maxwell to death?" "I will be very happy, Captain Paul, to be sailor under the man who will yet, I dare say, help flog the British nation to death." "You hate 'em, do ye?" "Like snakes. For months they've hunted me as a dog," half howled and half wailed Israel, at the memory of all he had suffered. "Give me your hand, my lion; wave your wild flax again. By Heaven, you hate so well, I love ye. You shall be my confidential man; stand sentry at my cabin door; sleep in the cabin; steer my boat; keep by my side whenever I land. What do you say?" "I say I'm glad to hear you." "You are a good, brave soul. You are the first among the millions of mankind that I ever naturally took to. Come, you are tired. There, go into that state-room for to-night--it's mine. You offered me your bed in Paris." "But you begged off, Captain, and so must I. Where do you sleep?" "Lad, I don't sleep half a night out of three. My clothes have not been off now for five days." "Ah, Captain, you sleep so little and scheme so much, you will die young." "I know it: I want to: I mean to. Who would live a doddered old stump? What do you think of my Scotch bonnet?" "It looks well on you, Captain." "Do you think so? A Scotch bonnet, though, ought to look well on a Scotchman. I'm such by birth. Is the gold band too much?" "I like the gold band, Captain. It looks something as I should think a crown might on a king." "Aye?" "You would make a better-looking king than George III." "Did you ever see that old granny? Waddles about in farthingales, and carries a peacock fan, don't he? Did you ever see him?" "Was as close to him as I am to you now, Captain. In Kew Gardens it was, where I worked gravelling the walks. I was all alone with him, talking for some ten minutes." "By Jove, what a chance! Had I but been there! What an opportunity for kidnapping a British king, and carrying him off in a fast sailing smack to Boston, a hostage for American freedom. But what did you? Didn't you try to do something to him?" "I had
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