Captain de
Haldimar took it in the light in which we have just shown
it, and he grasped and shook the rough hand of the Canadian
with an earnestness highly gratifying to the latter.
Every thing was now in readiness for their departure.
The canoe, still covered with its streaming boughs, was
drawn close up to the gangway, and a few hasty necessaries
thrown in. While this was passing, the officer had again
assumed his disguise of a duck-hunter; and he now appeared
in the blanket costume in which we introduced Sir Everard
and himself at the opening of this volume.
"If I may be so bold as to put in my oar, your
honour,"--said the veteran boatswain, on whom the command
of the schooner had fallen, as he now advanced, rolling
his quid in his mouth, and dropping his hat on his
shoulder, while the fingers of the hand which clutched
it were busily occupied in scratching his bald head,--"if
I may be so bold, there is another chap here as might
better sarve your honour's purpose than that 'ere fat
Canadian, who seems to think only of stuffing while his
betters are fasting."
"And who is he, my good Mullins?" asked Captain de
Haldimar.
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