12/18 D'ye see the line of argument? 'You boasted that you could swim to Portsmouth,' said I, 'and so you shall. Into the water with you, you sea-viper, or I'll push you in as sure as my name is Micah Clarke.' 'Throw your knife down, or I'll drive the boat hook through you,' cried Reuben, pushing it forward to within a few inches of the man's throat. 'I love to draw spirit out of the young fellows. I am the steel, d'ye see, which knocks the valour out of your flint. |