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Willis the Pilot

CHAPTER VIII
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'Don't cry,' said Mary, 'if you are good, papa will, perhaps, give you one to-morrow, too,' Then the joyful patient, turning to me, said, 'On which arm, papa ?' and I told her that the ceremony of placing it on must take place when she was in bed.

To bed accordingly she went, the ornament was applied, she looked at it, was pleased with it, thanked me for it, and fell asleep as happy as a queen.

But, alas! like that of many queens, the felicity did not last long; before morning, I heard her saying to her sister, in a doleful tone, 'Soffy, will you have my vesicatory ?' 'Oh, yes, just lend it to me for a tiny moment.' At this I hurried to the spot, and, as you may readily suppose, opposed the transfer." "Poor Sophia!" "Yes; she was quite heart-broken, and said, sobbing, 'It is always Mary that gets everything, nobody ever gives anything to me.'" Next day, Willis laid hold of his sou'-wester, and was starting off on his customary pilgrimage, when Becker stopped him.
"Willis," said he, "have you any objections to state what the engagements are, that require you to leave us at pretty much the same hour every day ?" "I merely go for a walk, Mr.Becker." "Ah!" "You see I require to take a turn just after dinner for the sake of my health." "A habit that you contracted on board ship; eh, Willis ?" "On board ship; yes Mr.Becker, that is to say--" "Just so," observed Mrs.Wolston; "and by the way, Willis, I regret that you do not smoke now; they say there is plenty of tobacco on the island." "Smoke!" cried Willis, raising his ears like a war-horse at the sound of the trumpet, "why so, Mrs.Wolston ?" "Because we are dreadfully tormented with those horrid mosquitoes, and you might help us to get rid of them.

You smoked at sea, did you not ?" "Yes, madam; but then my constitution--" "Bah!" said Wolston, "I thought you were as strong as a horse, Willis." "Well, I have no cause to complain neither; but then they say tobacco would kill even a horse." "Of course, Willis, your health is a most necessary consideration." "Still for all that, if the mosquitoes really do annoy Mrs.Wolston, I should have no objection to take a whiff now and then." "You must not put yourself about though, on our account, Willis." "About; no, it would not put me about." "Very good; then it only remains to be seen whether there is a pipe in the colony." "Ah," said Willis, feeling his pockets, "yes, exactly--here is one." "Curious how things do turn up, isn't it, Willis ?" said Becker; "but the mosquitoes would not be frightened away by the smoke, if applied at long intervals, so you will have to repeat the dose at least two or three times every day, always supposing it does not affect your constitution." "Sailors, you see," replied Willis, "are like chimneys, they always smoke when you want them, and sometimes a great deal more than you want them," And on turning round, he beheld Sophia holding a light, and a good-sized case of Maryland, which had been preserved from the wreck.
Ever after that time the mosquitoes had a most persevering enemy in Willis; and, notwithstanding his health, his daily walks entirely ceased.
For some time the Pilot and the four young men passed the night in a tent erected about midway between Rockhouse and the Jackal River.

The apparent reason for this modification of their plans was the greater facility it afforded for their all meeting at daybreak, breakfasting together, and setting out for Falcon's Nest before the temperature reached ninety degrees in the shade, which junction could not be so easily effected with one party encamped at Rockhouse and the other bivouacked on Shark's Island, with an arm of the sea between them.
The real motive, however, was that all might be within hail of each other, and prepared for every emergency, in the event of the stranger appearing in a more palpable shape, and assuming a hostile attitude.
We say the stranger, because, judging from the indications, there was only one--still that did not prove that there might not be several.
One night, as Fritz was lying with one eye open, he observed Mary's little black terrier suddenly prick up the fragments of its ears, and begin sniffing at the edge of the tent.


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