Fitz the Filibuster
Fenn George Manville
English
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Fitz the Filibuster, by George Manville Fenn.
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Another well-written book of nautical adventure by a writer who is a
master of suspense. Our hero is a young midshipman called Fitzgerald
Burnett, but always known as Fitz. The warship in which he serves is on
Channel Patrol, and they are on the lookout for a smuggler who is
running arms to a friendly Central American small Republic. They get
more caught up in the struggle that is going on in that country, and so
take part in several small fights and other tense situations.
The book is full of well-drawn characters, especially some of the old
seamen that Fitz has to deal with. NH
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FITZ THE FILIBUSTER, BY GEORGE MANVILLE FENN.
CHAPTER ONE.
ABOARD A GUNBOAT.
"Well, Mr Burnett, what is it?"
"Beg pardon, sir."
"Now, my good boy, have I not told you always to speak out in a sharp,
business-like way? How in the world do you expect to get on in your
profession and become a smart officer, one who can give orders promptly
to his men, if you begin in that stammering, hesitating style? Here,
I'm busy; what do you want?"
"I beg pardon, sir, I--"
"Will--you--speak--out!"
"Yes, sir; Mr Storks is going off to-night with an armed boat's crew--"
"Thank you, Mr Burnett, I am much obliged; but allow me to tell you
that your news is very stale, for I was perfectly aware of that fact,
and gave the orders to Mr Storks myself."
"Yes, sir; of course, sir; but--"
"My good boy, what do you want?"
"To go with them, sir."
"Oh! Then why didn't you say so at first?"
"I didn't know how you'd take it, sir."
"Then you know now: very badly. No; the boat's going on important
business, and I don't want her packed full of useless boys. What good
do you expect you could do there?"
"Learn my profession, sir."
"Oh! Ah! H'm! Well--that's smart. Yes, I like that, Mr Burnett,
much better. Well, I don't know what to say. There's no danger.
Perhaps you will be away all the night and get no sleep."
"Shouldn't mind that, sir. Mr Storks said that he wouldn't mind."
"Doesn't matter whether Mr Storks minds or not. Well--yes; you may go.
There, there, no thanks; and--er--and--er--don't take any notice, Mr
Burnett; I am a little irritable this evening--maddening toothache, and
that sort of thing. Don't get into mischief. That'll do."
Commander Glossop, R.N., generally known as Captain of H.M. Gunboat
_Tonans_, on special duty from the Channel Squadron, went below to his
cabin, and Fitzgerald Burnett--Fitz for short--midshipman, seemed
suddenly to have grown an inch taller, and comparatively stouter, as he
seemed to swell out with satisfaction, while his keen grey eyes
literally sparkled as he looked all a boy.
"Thought he was going to snap my head off," he mattered, as he began to
walk up and down, noticing sundry little preparations that were in
progress in connection with one of the quarter-boats, in which, as she
swung from the davits, a couple of the smart, barefooted sailors, whose
toes looked very pink in the chill air, were overhauling and
re-arranging oars, and the little mast, yard and sail, none of which
needed touching, for everything was already in naval apple-pie order.
Fitz Burnett ended his walk by stopping and looking on.
"Going along with us, sir?" said one of the sailors.
"Yes," said the lad shortly, and sharply enough to have satisfied his
superior if he had overheard.
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