18/19 He rolled his eyes helplessly, resigned to receive a whipping such as he had long since bitterly learned white masters were wont to administer. "Now me give you strong fella talk too much. You look 'm eye belong you one time along this fella dog belong me, I knock 'm seven bells and whole starboard watch outa you. Savve ?" "Me savve," Lerumie, plaintively replied; and the episode was closed. Borckman and the boat's crew hoisted the mainsail and put the _Arangi_ on her course. |