but I give it out for the good o’ the ship! What was the use o’ frightenin’ folks? But where’s the sense in keepin’ it back now? We have a bit of a cargo,” shouted Harris; “and it’s gunpowder - every damned ton of it!”
The effect of this announcement may be imagined; my hand has not the cunning to reproduce it on paper; and if it had, it would shrink from the task. Mild men became brutes, brutal men, devils, women -
but I give it out for the good o’ the ship! What was the use o’ frightenin’ folks? But where’s the sense in keepin’ it back now? We have a bit of a cargo,” shouted Harris; “and it’s gunpowder - every damned ton of it!”
The effect of this announcement may be imagined; my hand has not the cunning to reproduce it on paper; and if it had, it would shrink from the task. Mild men became brutes, brutal men, devils, women -
