. St. Nicholas [serial] . ynow, said the Capn. Then he stopped suddenly, his eyes havingalighted on the tug Simon P. Barker, which layalongside the adjoining wharf with smokeemerging from her stack. The Simon P. Barkerwas the only tug in Greenport. Capn Crumblecordially disliked Mr. Barker. In fact, he wouldhave done almost anything in the wide world 800 THE MYSTERY OF THE SEA-LARK [July, rather than ask Mr. Barker to do him a personal likes and dislikes had to be sunkin such an emergency as this. The watchmanstood, running his hand through his stubbybeard for a minute, and then stum
. St. Nicholas [serial] . ynow, said the Capn. Then he stopped suddenly, his eyes havingalighted on the tug Simon P. Barker, which layalongside the adjoining wharf with smokeemerging from her stack. The Simon P. Barkerwas the only tug in Greenport. Capn Crumblecordially disliked Mr. Barker. In fact, he wouldhave done almost anything in the wide world 800 THE MYSTERY OF THE SEA-LARK [July, rather than ask Mr. Barker to do him a personal likes and dislikes had to be sunkin such an emergency as this. The watchmanstood, running his hand through his stubbybeard for a minute, and then stumped of¥ to-ward the little office into which Mr. Barker haddisappeared. Well! the ship-owner demanded, looking hands and half shaken the life out of him, onlythat would not have helped matters any. Aint there some way of sending off help tothose kids? Martin asked, when the watchmanreturned. Aye, there would be, retorted Capn Crum-bie, boiling over with rage, if some people hadas much feelin as a cockroach. That man Bar-. CAPN CRUMBIE HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO RKTIKE up as Capn Crumble entered. It was evidentthat he was not in a pleasant frame of mindthat morning. Guess young Holden and the other lad mustbe in trouble, said the Capn, gruffly. Theyvegone out fishin, and maybe they 11 have diffi-culty getting back. Well, what about it ? asked Barker. The tug aint doing anything. Cant yousend it out after em? Mr. Barker put down the pen with which hehad been writing, and stared at the watchmanin frank astonishment. Say, what d you take me for? A nurse-maid? he demanded, when the power of speechreturned. Capn Crumbie swallowed his anger, swal-lowed his pride, and swallowed his desire to tellBarker just what he did take him for. Praps you have nt noticed, said the watch-man, theres quite a bit of a gale coming dont want them two lads— Get out of here. I m busy, snapped , rudely. And Capn Crumble realized that he had nochoice but to retire. His face, however, was full o
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