Bunco it was, sure enough, and the moment he perceived that he was recognised, he discarded all precaution, walked boldly into the encampment, and shook them all heartily by the hand.
Chapter Six.
Bunco becomes a Friend in Need and indeed, and Larry “comes to Grief” in a Small Way.
“Sure yer face is a sight for sore eyes, though it is black and ugly,” exclaimed Larry, as he wrung the hand of the good-humoured native, who grinned from ear to ear with delight at having found his friends.
“Wot ever brought ye here?” inquired Muggins.
“Mine legses,” replied Bunco, with a twinkle in his coal-black eyes.
“Yer legses, eh?” repeated Muggins in a tone of sarcasm—“so I supposes, for it’s on them that a man usually goeses; but what caused you for to desart the ship?”
“’Cause I no want for be pyrit more nor yourself, Mister Muggles—”