Is there a nigger's wood-pile handy?
If not, we must collar the hut.

I'll take care of the stowage." He meant each jibe to hurt, and probably succeeded, but Watts was too despondent, and Hozier and De Sylva too self-controlled, to say aught that would add to their difficulties.

Nevertheless, he was answered, from a quarter whence retort was least expected.
"You must modify your instructions, Captain Coke," said Iris with quiet scorn.

"It would be a shameful act to destroy the house of those who befriended us.

They gave freely of their stores, as you will see by the supplies lashed to the catamaran, and will assist us further if Senhor De Sylva appeals to them----" "You can safely leave that to me," broke in Dom Corria.
But Iris was not to be placated thus easily.
"I know that," she said.