I.
When the Fairbrothers left Government House after their dirty work was done, Jacob was well content with himself, but his brothers were still grumbling.
"He didn't seem any ways keen to believe it," Thurstan muttered.
"Leave him alone for that," said Jacob. "Did ye see when I gave him the letter?"
"Shoo! I wouldn't trust but she will persuade him she never writ it," said Thurstan.
"He's got it anyways, and we have nothing to show for it," said Stean.
"And noways powerful grateful either. And where's the fortune that was coming straight to our hand?" said Ross.
"Chut, man, there's nothing for us in his mighty schame," said Thurstan.
"I always said so," said Asher; "and five and thirty pounds of good money thrown into the sea."
"Go on," said Jacob, with a lofty smile, "go on, don't save your breath for your porridge," and he trudged along ahead of his brethren. Presently he stopped, faced about to them, and said, "Boys, you're mighty sure that nothing is coming of this mighty schame," with a look of high disdain at Thurstan.