""Look "ere," ses the carpenter, "nothin" seems to please you, Bill-it"s my opinion you"re backing out of it."
""You"re a liar," ses Bill.
""Well, I"ve got some stuff in a can as might be boiled-down Hindoo for all you could tell to the difference," ses the carpenter; "and if you"ll keep that ugly mouth of yours shut, I"ll paint you myself."
"Well, Bill was a bit flattered, the carpenter being a very superior sort of a man, and quite an artist in "is way, an" Bill sat down an" let "im do "im with some stuff out of a can that made "im look like a Hindoo what "ad been polished. Then Bob Pullin was done too, an" when they"d got their turbins on, the change in their appearance was wonderful.
""Feels a bit stiff," ses Bill, working "is mouth.
""That"ll wear off," ses the carpenter; "it wouldn"t be you if you didn"t "ave a grumble, Bill."
""And mind and don"t spare "im, Bill," ses Joe. "There"s two of you, an"
if you only do wot"s expected of you, the mate ought to "ave a easy time abed this v"y"ge."
""Let the mate start fust," ses Ted Hill. "He"s sure to start on you if you only get in "is way. Lord, I"d like to see his face when you start on "im.
"Well, the two of "em went ash.o.r.e arter dark with the best wishes o" all on board, an" the rest of us sat down in the fo"c"s"le spekerlating as to what sort o" time the mate was goin" to "ave. He went ash.o.r.e all right, because Ted Hill see "im go, an" he noticed with partikler pleasure as "ow he was dressed very careful.
"It must ha" been near eleven o"clock. I was sitting with Smith on the port side o" the galley, when we heard a "ubbub approaching the ship. It was the mate just coming aboard. He was without "is "at; "is necktie was twisted round "is ear, and "is shirt and "is collar was all torn to shreds. The second and third officers ran up to him to see what was the matter, and while he was telling them, up comes the skipper.
""You don"t mean to tell me, Mr. Fingall," ses the skipper, in surprise, "that you"ve been knocked about like that by them mild and meek Hindoos?"
""Hindoos, sir?" roared the mate. "Certainly not, sir. I"ve been a.s.saulted like this by five German sailor-men. And I licked "em all."
""I"m glad to hear that," ses the skipper; and the second and third pats the mate on the back, just like you pat a dog you don"t know.
""Big fellows they was," ses he, "an" they give me some trouble. Look at my eye!"
"The second officer struck a match and looked at it, and it cert"n"y was a beauty.
""I hope you reported this at the police station?" ses the skipper.
""No, sir," ses the mate, holding up "is "ead. "I don"t want no p"lice to protect me. Five"s a large number, but I drove "em off, and I don"t think they"ll meddle with any British fust officers again."
""You"d better turn in," ses the second, leading him off by the arm.
"The mate limped off with him, and as soon as the coast was clear we put our "eads together and tried to make out how it was that Bill Cousins and Bob "ad changed themselves into five German sailor-men.
""It"s the mate"s pride," ses the carpenter. "He didn"t like being knocked about by Hindoos."
"We thought it was that, but we had to wait nearly another hour afore the two came aboard, to make sure. There was a difference in the way they came aboard, too, from that of the mate. They didn"t make no noise, and the fust thing we knew of their coming aboard was seeing a bare, black foot waving feebly at the top of the fo"c"s"le ladder feelin" for the step.
"That was Bob. He came down without a word, and then we see "e was holding another black foot and guiding it to where it should go. That was Bill, an" of all the "orrid, limp-looking blacks that you ever see, Bill was the worst when he got below. He just sat on a locker all of a heap and held "is "ead, which was swollen up, in "is hands. Bob went and sat beside "im, and there they sat, for all the world like two wax figgers instead o" human beings.
""Well, you done it, Bill," ses Joe, after waiting a long time for them to speak. "Tell us all about it."
""Nothin" to tell," ses Bill, very surly. "We knocked "im about."
""And he knocked us about," ses Bob, with a groan. "I"m sore all over, and as for my feet-"
""Wot"s the matter with them?" ses Joe.
""Trod on," ses Bob, very short. "If my bare feet was trod on once they was a dozen times. I"ve never "ad such a doing in all my life. He fought like a devil. I thought he"d ha" murdered Bill."
""I wish "e "ad," ses Bill, with a groan; "my face is bruised and cut about cruel. I can"t bear to touch it."
""Do you mean to say the two of you couldn"t settle "im?" ses Joe, staring.
""I mean to say we got a hiding," ses Bill. "We got close to him fust start off and got our feet trod on. Arter that it was like fighting a windmill, with sledge-hammers for sails."
"He gave a groan and turned over in his bunk, and when we asked him some more about it, he swore at us. They both seemed quite done up, and at last they dropped off to sleep just as they was, without even stopping to wash the black off or to undress themselves.
"I was awoke rather early in the morning by the sounds of somebody talking to themselves, and a little splashing of water. It seemed to go on a long while, and at last I leaned out of my bunk and see Bill bending over a bucket and washing himself and using bad langwidge.
""Wot"s the matter, Bill?" ses Joe, yawning and sitting up in bed.
""My skin"s that tender, I can hardly touch it," ses Bill, bending down and rinsing "is face. "Is it all orf?"
""Orf?" ses Joe; "no, o" course it ain"t. Why don"t you use some soap?"
""Soap," answers Bill, mad-like; "why, I"ve used more soap than I"ve used for six months in the ordinary way."
"That"s no good," ses Joe; "give yourself a good wash."
"Bill put down the soap then very careful, and went over to "im and told him all the dreadful things he"d do to him when he got strong agin, and then Bob Pullin got out of his bunk an" "ad a try on his face. Him an"
Bill kept washing and then taking each other to the light and trying to believe it was coming off until they got sick of it, and then Bill, "e up with his foot and capsized the bucket, and walked up and down the fo"c"s"le raving.
""Well, the carpenter put it on," ses a voice, "make "im take it orf."
"You wouldn"t believe the job we "ad to wake that man up. He wasn"t fairly woke till he was hauled out of "is bunk an" set down opposite them two pore black fellers an" told to make "em white again.
""I don"t believe as there"s anything will touch it," he says, at last.
"I forgot all about that."
""Do you mean to say," bawls Bill, "that we"ve got to be black all the rest of our life?"
""Cert"nly not," ses the carpenter, indignantly, "it"ll wear off in time; shaving every morning "ll "elp it, I should say."
""I"ll get my razor now," ses Bill, in a awful voice; "don"t let "im go, Bob. I"ll "ack "is head orf."
"He actually went off an" got his razor, but, o" course, we jumped out o" our bunks and got between "em and told him plainly that it was not to be, and then we set "em down and tried everything we could think of, from b.u.t.ter and linseed oil to cold tea-leaves used as a poultice, and all it did was to make "em shinier an" shinier.
""It"s no good, I tell you," ses the carpenter, "it"s the most lasting black I know. If I told you how much that stuff is a can, you wouldn"t believe me."
""Well, you"re in it," ses Bill, his voice all of a tremble; "you done it so as we could knock the mate about. Whatever"s done to us"ll be done to you too."
""I don"t think turps"ll touch it," ses the carpenter, getting up, "but we"ll "ave a try."