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The sexton himself was examining with great care a mixture that he was stirring inside a small cauldron. Mr. Rash approached him and asked him if there was enough. Of course there is, answered the sexton. Aint the others all had theirs? And theres only you left; last again, as usual. Hang the pot on to your saddle and come along. Jerk fell to wondering what on earth could be inside that pot. He could smell it through the broken casement, and a right nasty smell it was. Mipps led the way through the back of the shop, and Jerk,
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by changing his position, could see him fixing the pot to the saddle, as he had suggested, then springing on to the horses back with marvellous agility for so ancient a man, he went off through the village with the schoolmaster trotting at the side, and the wary Jerk following in the shadows.
They led him right through the village to the vicarage, and tied the horse behind a tree at the back. Then Mipps, producing a key, opened the front door, and a minute later Jerk from a point of vantage behind the low churchyard wall saw the sexton throw a log on to the low, smouldering fire in the old grate of the front room that was the Doctors study. Mipps also lighted a candle that stood upon the chimney-board. Jerry could see into the room quite distinctly now: he could see the old sexton curled up in the oak settle by the fireplace, and the schoolmasters shadow flickering upon the wall. He also had a good view of the Court House, where there were candles still burning in the library, and the hearty voice of the squire would keep sounding out loud and clear.
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Presently the door opened and a figure came out, going off in the direction of the vicarage barn, and Jerk had no difficulty in recognizing the bosun of the Kings men.
As soon as he had disappeared Jerk got another surprise, for there came across the churchyard, dodging in and out among the tombstones, a truly terrible thing. Its face seemed to the boy like the face of a dead man, for it looked quite yellow, and its white hair gave it a further corpselike expression. Jerk was terrified that the thing would see him, but it didnt, for the shining black eyes, unlike anything he had ever seen before, were directed entirely upon the lighted window of the vicarage, and up to it he crawled, and peeped into the room. The schoolmaster was standing with his back to the window, but he presently turned and went to the door. The weird figure crouched in the flower-bed under the sill, for Mr. Rash opened the front door and went round to the back of the house to the tree where he had tied the horse.
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As soon as he had gone the yellow-faced man entered the house. Now Jerry fell to wondering what this was all about, and what the little sexton would do if he caught sight of the apparition.
But the sextons eyes were closed and his mouth wide open, and Jerry could hear him begi
Now above the chimney-piece hung a harpoon; it belonged to Doctor Syn, who was a collector of nautical curiosities; and this harpoon had once been Cleggs. It was a curious shape, and it was supposed that only one man in the Southern Seas besides the pirate had ever succeeded in throwing it.
The figure was now between Mipps and the firelight, and it began examining the curios upon the mantel-board. Suddenly it perceived the harpoon and, with a cry, unhooked it from its nail. The sexton opened his eyes, and the figure swung the dangerous weapon above his head, and Jerk thought that the
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sextons last moment had come, but Mipps, uttering a piercing cry, kicked out most lustily against the chimney-piece, and backward he went along with the settle.
Perhaps it was the horrible cry that frightened the thing, because it came ru
Mipps got up and ran to the door, crying out for Rash, and at the same time the door of the Court House opened and Doctor Syn came striding toward the vicarage.
No more parochial work, I trust to-night, Mr. Sexton? he said cheerily, but then noticing Mippss terrified demeanour he added: Whats the matter, Mr. Mipps? You look as grave as a tombstone.
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So would you, sir, if you seen wot I seed. It was standin over me lookin straight down at me, as yellow as a guinea.
What was? said the Doctor.
A thing! said the sexton.
Come, come, what sort of thing? demanded the vicar.
The likes of a man, replied the sexton, thinking, but not a livin mana sort of shapea dead unand yet I cant help fancying Ive seed it somewheres before. By thunder! he cried suddenly. I know. Thats why it took Cleggs harpoon. For Gods sake, come inside, sir. And in they went hurriedly, followed by Rash, who had just arrived back on the scene. Inside the room Mr. Mipps again narrated in a horrified whisper what he had just seen, pointing now out of the window in the direction taken by the thing and now at the empty nail where Cleggs harpoon had hung.
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Doctor Syn went to the window to close the shutters and saw Se
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Chapter 9
The End of Se
For half a mile out of the village Mr. Rash kept well in the rear of Se
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ahead; the schoolmaster was a blacker one; and Jerkwell, he couldnt see himself; he rather wished he could, for company.
Although Mr. Rash was a very black-looking figure, there was something small and ugly that kept catching the silver steel reflected in the dyke water. What was it? Jerry couldnt make out. It was something in Mr. Rashs hand, and he kept bringing it out and thrusting it back into the pocket of his overcoat. But the young adventurer had enough to do, keeping himself from being discovered, else he might have understood and so saved Se
When they got about a mile from the village Mr. Rash quickened his pace; Jerry quickened his accordingly, but Se