Don't yez see that he's staggerin' under it ?" "Very true; but it's an oyster for all that.

I'm now sure of it, as I can see its shape, and the great ribs running over it.

Make haste, and get your fire kindled; for it's a sort of oyster rather too strong-flavoured to be eaten raw.

Saloo evidently intends it to be roasted." Murtagh did as requested, and by the time the Malay, bearing his heavy burden, reached the tree, smoke was oozing through a stack of faggots that were soon after ablaze.
"Tha, Cappen Ledwad," said the Malay, flinging his load at the captain's feet.

"Tha plenty shell-fiss--makee all we big blakfass.