Ah!
That she did, long afore we got the ship off.
Possible!
Ay, to be sure an’ why not?—She had a bit of a dream ye see—such a dream too! such a beautiful dream you never heard—about the lumps of goold, and the joes, and the jewels, and the women o’ the sea, and about a—I say, Mr. Judge, what, if you ax her to tell it over now—I dare say she would; wouldn’t you Bridgy? You know it all now, don’t you Bridgy?
No, no Robert—no, no; it’s all gone out o’ my head now.
No matter for the dream, boy, said a judge who was comparing the parts of the blade together—no matter for the dream—these are undoubtedly—look here brother, look—look—most undoubtedly parts of the same blade.
Of a truth?
Of a truth, say you?
Yea verily, of a truth; pass the knife there—pass the knife. Be of good cheer woman of sorrow——.
Brother! brother!——.