"You, Ubbo!"
"Yes, suh, Marster Carpt'n." It was a short, very stout, and very black negro who stood at attention before Captain Blaise.
"Where's your master?"
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"Waitin', Carpt'n, suh. He sick, suh, but not so he die, he say, suh."
"And Miss Shiela?"
"Missy Shiela at de Governor's, suh. An' de missy know you come too, suh. I been watchin', suh, for long time. I see de ship, suh, an' I know you come over de bar, suh, to-night. An' I tell de marster, suh. An' marster waitin', an' Missy Shiela waitin', Marster Carpt'n, to take um away—to take um home, suh. He very sick, suh."
"After us, Ubbo."
We raced to where was the long-boat, screened under a bank. From her crew we took four good men and followed Ubbo.