The Sot-Weed Factor
“He could write no verse: even the sight of a school of great whales, which in happier times would have set his fancy spinning, now called forth not a single rhyme. At best he had got on indifferently with his messmates; now they sensed his distaste, and resentment added malice to the jokes they made at his expense. When, therefore, after perhaps a week of this solitary discontent, Bertrand confided to him with a happy leer that Lucy Robotham was about to become the Maryland Laureate's mistress,... his reaction to the news was anything but hospitable.
"Lay a finger on her," he threatened, "and you'll finish your crossing in leg irons." "Ah, well, 'tis a little late for that advice, sir; the quail is bagged and plucked, and wants but basting on the spit." "No, I say!" Ebenezer insisted, as much impatient as appalled. "Why must I say it twice? Your gambling runs counter to my better judgment, but fornication -- 'tis counter to my very essence!" Bertrand was altogether unruffled by his master's ire.MoreLess
"Lay a finger on her," he threatened, "and you'll finish your crossing in leg irons." "Ah, well, 'tis a little late for that advice, sir; the quail is bagged and plucked, and wants but basting on the spit." "No, I say!" Ebenezer insisted, as much impatient as appalled. "Why must I say it twice? Your gambling runs counter to my better judgment, but fornication -- 'tis counter to my very essence!" Bertrand was altogether unruffled by his master's ire.MoreLess
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