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_Tickell。_ And quietly boned the article； and the captain's virtues。 I don't know what the beggar means。
_Ramgolam。_ Then a traitor with a dark skin； but darker soul
_Tickell。_ Then another black…hearted nigger
_Ramgolam。_ Came furiously and misappropriated the charm thus piously obtained
_Tickell。_ Ran in and stole it from me。
_Ramgolam。_ And bereft me of the excellences I was inheriting： and
Here Sharpe interrupted the dialogue by putting the misappropriator of other men's virtues in irons； and the surgeon insisted on the cabin being cleared。 But Dodd would not part with the three friends yet； he begged them to watch him； and see nobody else came to take his children's fortune。
〃I'll sink or swim with it； but oh！ I doubt we shall have no luck while it is aboard me。 I never had a pirate alongside before； in all these years。 What is this？here's something in it nowsomething hardsomething heavy： andwhy； it's a bullet！〃
On this announcement； an eager inspection took place： and； sure enough； a bullet had passed through Dodd's coat and waistcoat； &c。； and through the oilskin and the leather pocketbook； and just dented the 〃Hard Cash；〃 no more。
There was a shower of comments and congratulations。
The effect of this discovery on the sick man's spirits was remarkable。 〃I was a villain to belie it；〃 said he。 〃It is my wife's and my children's； and it has saved my life for them。〃
He kissed it and placed it in his bosom； and soon after sunk into a peaceful slumber。 The excitement had not the ill effect the surgeon feared： it somewhat exhausted him； and he slept long； but on awakening； was pronounced out of danger。 To tell the truth； the tide had turned in his favour overnight； and it was to convey the good news on deck the surgeon had left him。
While Dodd was recovering； the _Agra_ was beating westward with light but contrary winds； and a good month elapsed without any incident affecting the Hard Cash； whose singular adventures I have to record。 In this dearth； please put up with a little characteristic trifle； which did happen one moonlight night。 Mr。 Fullalove lay coiled below decks in deep abstraction meditating a patent； and being in shadow and silent； he saw Vespasian in the moonlight creeping on all fours like a guilty thing into the bedroom of Colonel Kenealy； then fast asleep。 A horrible suspicion thrilled through Fullalove： a suspicion he waited grimly to verify。
The transatlantic Mixture； Fullalove； was not merely an inventor； a philanthrope； a warrior； a preacher； a hunter； a swimmer； a fiddler； a sharp fellow； a good fellow； a Puritan； and a Bohemian； he was also a Theorist： and his Theory； which dub we
THE AFRICAN THEORY；
had two branches。 1。 That the races of men started equal； but accident upon accident had walked some tribes up a ladder of civilisation； and kicked others down it； and left others； standing at the foot。
2。 That the good work of centuries could be done； at a pinch； in a few generations； by artificial condensation of the favourable circumstances。 For instance； secure this worker in Ebony 150 years' life； and he would sign a penal bond to produce Negroes of the fourth descent equal in mind to the best contemporary white。 〃You can breed Brains；〃 said he； 〃under any skin； as inevitably as Fat。 It takes time and the right crosses； but so does Fator rather it did； for Fat is an institution now。〃 And here our Republican must have a slap at thrones。 〃Compare；〃 said he； 〃the opportunities of these distinguished Gentlemen and Ladies with their acts。 Their seats have been high； but their minds low； I swan。 They have been breeders for ages； and known the two rudiments of the science； have crossed and crossed for grenadiers； racehorses； poultry； and prize…bullocks； and bred in and in for fools； but which of them has ever aspired to breed a Newton； a Pascal； a Shakespeare； a Solon； a Raphael？ Yet all these were results to be obtained by the right crosses； as surely as a swift horse or a circular sow。 Now fancy breeding shorthorns when you might breed long heads。〃 So Vespasian was to engender Young Africa； he was to be first elevated morally and intellectually as high as he would go； and then set to breed； his partner； of course； to be elected by Fullalove； and educated as high as she would consent to without an illicit connection with the Experimentalist。 He would be down on their Pickaninnies before the parents could transfer the remnant of their own weaknesses to them； polysyllables included； and would polish these ebony chips； and at the next cross reckoned to rear a genius； by which time； as near as he could calculate； he the Theorist would be in his dotage： and all the better； make a curious contrast in favour of Young Africa。
Vespasian could not hit a barn door sittingwith a rifle！ it was purely with a view to his moral improvement mind you； that Fullalove invited him into the mizentop to fight the pirate。 The Patient came gingerly and shivered there with fear。 But five minutes elapsing； and he not killed； that weakness gave way to a jocund recklessness； and he kept them all gay with his quaint remarks； of which I must record but one。 When they crossed the stern of the pirate； the distance was so small that the faces of that motley crew were plainly visible。 Now； Vespasian was a merciless critic of coloured skins。 〃Wal；〃 said he； turning up his nose sky…high； 〃dis child never seen such a mixallaneous biling 'o darkies as this yar； why darned ef there ain't every colour in the rainbow； from the ace of spades； down to the fine dissolving views。〃 This amazing description； coupled with his look of affront and disgust； made the white men roar； for men fighting for their lives have a greater tendency to laugh than one would think possible。 Fullalove was proud of the critic； and for a while lost sight of the pirate in his theory； which also may seem strange。 But your true theorist is a man apart： he can withdraw into himself under difficulties。 What said one of the breed two thousand years ago？
〃Media inter praelia semper Sideribus coelique plagis Superisque vacavi。〃
Oh； the great African heart！〃 said Fullalove after the battle。 〃By my side he fears no danger。 Of all men； negroes are the most capable of friendship； their affection is a mine： and we have only worked it with the lash； and that is a ridiculous mining tool； I rather think。〃
When Vespasian came out so strong _versus_ Ramgolam； Fullalove was even more triumphant： for after all it is not so much the heart as the intelligence of the negro we albiculi affect to doubt。
〃Oh； the great African intellect！〃 said Fullalove publicly； taking the bull by the horns。
〃I know；〃 said Mrs。 Beresford maliciously； 〃it is down in the maps as the great African Desert。〃
To balance his many excellences Vespasian had an infirmity。 This was an ungovernable itch for brushing whites。 If he was talking with one of that always admired； and now beloved； race； and saw a speck of dirt on him； he would brush him unobtrusively； but effectually； in full dialogue： he would steal behind a knot of whites and brush whoever needed it； however little。 Fullalove remonstrated； but in vain； on this one point Instinct would n