Blown to Bits - or, The Lonely Man of Rakata by R. M. (Robert Michael) Ballantyne
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"Only got the length of the holiday yet, father." "Only, indeed. You ungrateful dog! It's a considerable length to get, that, isn't it? Well, I also intend to give you some money, to enable you to move about in this curious archipelago--not much, but enough to keep you from starvation if used with economy, so I recommend you to go into the town, make general inquiries about everything and everywhere, an' settle in your mind what you'll do, for I give you a rovin' commission an' don't want to be bothered with you for some time to come." "Are you in earnest, father?" asked Nigel, who had become more interested while the captain unfolded his plan. "Never more in earnest in my life--except, p'raps, when I inquired over twenty years ago whether you was a boy or a gurl." "Well, now, that _is_ good of you, father. Of course I need not say that I am charmed at the prospect you open up to me. And--and when may I start?" "At once. Up anchor and away to-night if you choose." "But--where?" "Anywhere--everywhere, Java, Sumatra, Borneo--all Malaysia before you where to choose. Now be off, and think over it, for I've got too much to do to waste time on you at present," said the captain, rising, "and, stay--Nigel." |
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