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Well, this is not only a cruise, it's a
business operation, and that's in the hands of my
partner. You sail that ship, you see to breaking up
that wreck and keeping the men upon the jump, and
you'll find your hands about full. Only, no mistake
about one thing; it has to be done to Mr. Dodd's
satisfaction, for it's Mr. Dodd that's paying."
"I'm accustomed to give satisfaction," said Mr. Nares,
with a dark flush.
"And so you will here!" cried Pinkerton. "I understand
you. You're prickly to handle, but you're straight all
through."
"The position's got to be understood, though," returned
Nares, perhaps a trifle mollified. "My position, I
mean. I'm not going to ship sailing-master; it's
enough out of my way already, to set a foot on this
mosquito schooner."
"Well, I'll tell you," retorted Jim, with an
indescribable twinkle: "you just meet me on the
ballast, and we'll make it a barquantine."
Nares laughed a little; tactless Pinkerton had once
more gained a victory in tact. "Then there's another
point," resumed the captain, tacitly relinquishing the
last.


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