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The Munity of the Elsinore

Chapter 9 The Threatening Enigma

Word Count: 1064    |    Released on: 06/08/2022

e blue eyes, addressed an obscene remark to the mad Irishman, calling him O'Sullivan. But O'Sullivan took no notice and muttered on. On the heels of the little lop-side

dy were twisted as with the pain of a thousand years of torture. His was the face of an ill-treated and feeble minded faun. His la

xing and threatening enigma. Not until afterwards did I learn the cause of this. He was stone de

as a relief to the eye, as was the vivid face of Shorty, who came out of the forecastle with a leap and a gurgle of laughter. But there was

ched him. The expression on his face was that of a cattle-buyer, and i

ith the last mother's s

, wizened old man, pinch-faced and wrinkled, with beady, malevolent blue eyes; a third, a small, well-f

ye was better tr

r with you?" he s

fellow answered, s

s your

oke to a sailor s

s Davis

you limp

d, at a nod of dismissal from the mate, marched off jaunt

," the mate grumbled; "b

wages there's somet

empty, but the mate turn

mary

ping? Think this is a rest cure?

tated, while Nancy, his face one dogged, long-suffe

filthy, urgings and expostulations on the

to my surprise, came three fellows who were strikingly superior to the ruck that had preceded them. I looked to see the mate's face soften to some sort of appro

y dressed, they were well dressed, and under their clothes their bodily movements showed physical well being. Their fa

on the other hand were supple and vigorous. Their movements were spontaneously quick and accurate. Perhaps it was the way they looked at me, with incurious yet calculating eyes that nothing escaped. They seemed so worldly wise, so i

oured Mr. Pike with the same indi

vidently a hybrid Irish-Jew. Jewish his nose unmistakably was. Equa

d alone knows what Semitic, Babylonish and Latin strains, gave a warning signal. Oh, nothing so crass as a wink or a nod. I almost doubted that I had intercepted it, and yet I kne

e other answ

Pike snar

not understand. It was the poise of the man, of t

say 'sir,'" Mr. Pike explained, his voice as har

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