We all laughed heartily at this, and congratulated Schillie on her conquest, while I added that I could easily perceive now why she was irritated against the pirates.
This put her into a great fit of the sulks, and I do not know with whom she would not have quarrelled if our conversation had not been put an end to by Oscar and Felix.
Oscar.—"Oh Mother, they are unloading the ship, and they have got some prisoners."
Felix.—"And, oh Mother, one poor prisoner is so wounded he is lame."
Oscar.—"And, Mother, we saw them bound, carried out of the boat."
Felix.—"And, oh Mother, they beat their poor prisoners, and one is lame."
Oscar.—"And, Mother, they are driving them up to Pirate Hall, and, Mother, we must——"
Felix.—"Oh Mother, we must——"
Oscar.—"Yes, yes, we must——"
Felix.—"Oh Mother, say yes, say yes."