the deal, there came a whisper in my ear. And," he said, speaking very quietly, so as not to let the mate hear, "if I can give the devil three jobs to do which he cannot do, why, then, Captain," he says, "I'm saved, and that deed of mine is cancelled."
Well, at this the old man grinned and said, "You just leave things to me, my son. I'll fix the devil for you. Aft there, one o' you, and relieve the wheel. Now you run forrard, and have a good watch below, and be quite easy in your mind, for I'll deal with the devil for you. You rest and be easy."
And so that day goes by, and the next, and the one after that, and the one after that was the day the Devil was due.
Soon as eight bells was made in the morning watch, the old man called all hands aft.
"Men," he said, "I've got an all-hands job for you this forenoon."
"Mr. Mate," he cried, "get all hands on to the main-tops'l halliards and bowse the sail stiff up and down."
So they passed along the halliards, and took the turns off, and old John Chantyman piped up —
There's a Black Ball clipper
Comin' down the river.
And away the yard went to the mast-head till the buntrobands jammed in the sheave.
"Very well that," said the old man. "Now get my dinghy off o' the half-deck and let her drag alongside."
So they did that, too.
"Very well that," said the old man. "Now forrard
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