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So cool and systematic; sagaciously\r\nstopping the vessel’s headway the better to rummage;—the very plan they\r\nthemselves had adopted. But what most surprised them, was our striking\r\na light, a thing of which no true ghost would be guilty. Then, our\r\neating and drinking on the quarter- deck including the deliberate\r\ninvestment of Vienna; and many other actions equally strange, almost\r\nled Samoa to fancy that we were no shades, after all, but a couple of\r\nmen from the moon.\r\n\r\nYet they had dimly caught sight of the frocks and trowsers we wore,\r\nsimilar to those which the captain of the Parki had bestowed upon the\r\ntwo Cholos, and in which those villains had been killed. This, with the\r\npresence of the whale boat, united to chase away the conceit of our\r\nlunar origin. But these considerations renewed their first\r\nsuperstitious impressions of our being the ghosts of the murderous\r\nhalf-breeds.\r\n\r\nNevertheless, while during the latter part of the night we were\r\nreclining beneath him, munching our biscuit, Samoa eyeing us intently,\r\nwas half a mind to open fire upon us by way of testing our\r\ncorporeality. But most luckily, he concluded to defer so doing till\r\nsunlight; if by that time we should not have evaporated.\r\n\r\nFor dame Annatoo, almost from our first boarding the brigantine,\r\nsomething in our manner had bred in her a lurking doubt as to the\r\ngenuineness of our atmospheric organization; and abandoned to her\r\nspeculations when Samoa fled from her side, her incredulity waxed\r\nstronger and stronger. Whence we came she knew not; enough, that we\r\nseemed bent upon pillaging her own precious purloinings. Alas! thought\r\nshe, my buttons, my nails, my tappa, my dollars, my beads, and my\r\nboxes!\r\n\r\nWrought up to desperation by these dismal forebodings, she at length\r\nshook the ropes leading from her own perch to Samoa’s; adopting this\r\nmethod of arousing his attention to the heinousness of what was in all\r\nprobability going on in the cabin, a prelude most probably to the\r\ninvasion of her own end of the vessel. Had she dared raise her voice,\r\nno doubt she would have suggested the expediency of shooting us so soon\r\nas we emerged from the cabin. But failing to shake Samoa into an\r\nunderstanding of her views on the subject, her malice proved futile.\r\n\r\nWhen her worst fears were confirmed, however, and we actually descended\r\ninto the forecastle; there ensued such a reckless shaking of the ropes,\r\nthat Samoa was fain to hold on hard, for fear of being tossed out of\r\nthe rigging. And it was this violent rocking that caused the loud\r\ncreaking of the yards, so often heard by us while below in Annatoo’s\r\napartment.\r\n\r\nAnd the fore-top being just over the open forecastle scuttle, the dame\r\ncould look right down upon us; hence our proceedings were plainly\r\nrevealed by the lights that we carried. Upon our breaking open her\r\nstrong-box, her indignation almost completely overmastered her fears.\r\nUnhooking a top-block, down it came into the forecastle, charitably\r\ncommissioned with the demolition of Jarl’s cocoa-nut, then more exposed\r\nto the view of an aerial observer than my own. But of it turned out, no\r\nharm was done to our porcelain.\r\n\r\nAt last, morning dawned; when ensued Jarl’s discovery as the occupant\r\nof the main-top; which event, with what followed, has been duly\r\nrecounted.\r\n\r\nAnd such, in substance, was the first, second, third and fourth acts of\r\nthe Parki drama. The fifth and last, including several scenes, now\r\nfollows.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 2"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJQY37796GG07YWMMWJJ1","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1HYC04JWXEK48P07WPK","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKYQHSABHC3SRKARX14CZ","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:21.233Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:28.269Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}