"I cannot help that--I have been dragged into it in many ways, each
peculiar, and hardly credible when considered collectively. I promise
you, captain, that I shall tell you the whole story one of these days.
Meanwhile, I think that the sooner we are at Aden the better it will be
for Mr. Fenshawe and the ladies, and I offer you the respectful advice
that you should back up Miss Fenshawe if she tries to persuade her
grandfather to go there at once."
"Funny thing," growled Stump, "but them's Mrs. Haxton's very words as I
helped her up the ship's ladder. Hello! Where's the fire? Unless I'm
much mistaken, young feller, there's a first-class row goin' on outside
our bloomin' cafe. No, no, don't you butt in among Arabs as though you
was strollin' down Edgware Road on a Saturday night, an' get mixed up
in a coster rough-an'-tumble. These long-legged swine would knife you
just for the fun of it. Keep full an' by, an' let any son of a gun who
comes too near have it where it'll stop him."
Stump's sound precautions were unnecessary.
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