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Show Jeffries, Section 3, Page 93 difficult passenger--" Captain Hanaman had given a surprised eunuch the wheel. He walked around the foredeck, and displayed a short sequence of puzzled gestures. "Not to upset you, fisherman, but could you resolve this. . .?" The captain pulled a gaff hook up from the side. He stood glaring up to where the problematic genie billowed his threat at the Island Home II. "Well if he'd be gettin' me he'd be gettin' some of this. Damn thankless giant up there peepin' at my boat, I'd say, 'C'mon fucker.'" Yet at that moment Captain Hanaman turned the wheel sharply, as if he were trying to duck a tail, and resumed soberly "And on the subject of the great plug-uglies will you look out there at what has bobbed up to get in our snell line--? "I'm happy just trolling to open water but we have to get this vision of why them old map-makers draw them monsters out here in terra incognita, the jewfish- there - good, we're free of him--" "He's what? He's a what?" "Well pardon me but around these parts he's known as rockfish, bottomfish, jewfish--" And in that moment, with a gulp of air and the flash of a blade, the Grand Pooh-bah vanished over the side. |
