"I tell yer it's all up with me, and the Teapots can't hurt me worse than what I've got now.

Arn't got your dirk, have you ?" "No; why ?" "'Cause it would ha' been an act o' kindness to put me out of my misery, and save me from being cut to pieces by them there wretches.

Now, sir, good-bye, and God bless you, once more! Tell the skipper I did my duty to the last." I broke down as I sank on my knees by the poor fellow; and I didn't know my voice--perhaps it was being husky from the heat-as I said to him, very chokily-- "And if you get away, tell the captain I did my duty to the last." "Yes, sir; but do go now." I jumped up again, ashamed of the blinding tears that came for a few moments into my eyes.
"Look here," I said; "if you weren't so weak, I'd kick you, old a man as you are.

Likely thing for a British officer to sneak off and leave one of his men like this!" "But the beggars are coming, I'm sure, sir." "Very well," I said gloomily, "let them come.

It's all very well for a full-moon-faced Chinaman to go off and take care of himself, but it isn't English, Tom Jecks, and that you know." The poor fellow hoisted himself a little round, so that he could hide his face on his uninjured arm, and as I saw his shoulders heave I felt weaker than ever; but I mastered it this time, and knelt there with a whole flood of recollections of home, school, and my ambitions running through my brain.