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Portrait of Oliver Optic Oliver Optic Outward Bound Or, Young America Afloat…

Shuffles turned on his heel, and was about to walk away.
"Hold on a minute, Shuffles," continued Wilton. "I won't tell you what's up, but I'll tell you this; if you interfere with what I do, or with what the fellows with me do, I'll tell Lowington about the mutiny—I will, as sure as your name is Bob Shuffles. Do you understand me?"
"Well, I do; and it seems to me that sounds very much like a threat."
"Call it what you like. If you turn traitor to our fellows, you must stand the racket of it. You are not a saint just yet, and those that live in glass houses musn't throw stones."
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Portrait of Oliver Optic Oliver Optic Outward Bound Or, Young America Afloat…

Shuffles was a powerful swimmer. The ocean was his element. He struck the water hardly an instant after Pelham; and the ship, which was under all sail, making nine knots, hurried on her course, leaving the rivals to buffet the waves unaided.
"Man overboard!" cried officers and seamen, on all parts of the ship's deck.
"Hard down the helm, quartermaster! Let go the life-buoys!" shouted Kendall, who was the officer of the deck.
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Portrait of Oliver Optic Oliver Optic Outward Bound Or, Young America Afloat…

Young gentlemen, you are dismissed."
"Shuffles was a good fellow to keep us in the dark," whispered Sanborn to Wilton.
"Keep still," replied Wilton. "We are lucky to get out of the scrape on any terms."
So thought all of them; and it was certainly magnanimous on the part of the chief conspirator to be willing to assume all the guilt, and suffer all the punishment. There was enough of good in Shuffles to save him from the evil of his nature.
"Paul, there is one more thing I must tell you," said Shuffles, that evening, while the ship lay becalmed off Kinsale.
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