The Broken Pitcher

The Broken Pitcher
The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
'There are seals here,' he said. 'They woke me up with their barking, or I'd be sleeping yet. I heard them when I drove in last night. They were the first warning that I was on a lee shore. It's a rookery, the kind of a thing I've hunted for years. Thanks to my brother Death, I've lighted on a fortune. It's a mint. What's its bearings?' ¡¡¡¡'Haven't the least idea,' I said. 'But you ought to know quite closely. What were your last observations?' ¡¡¡¡He smiled, but did not answer. ¡¡¡¡'Well, where are all hands?' I asked him. 'How does it come that you are alone?'
oil paintings ¡¡¡¡I was prepared for him again to set aside my question, and was surprised at the readiness of his reply. ¡¡¡¡'My brother got me inside forty-eight hours, and through no fault of mine. Boarded me in the night, with only the watch on deck. Hunters went back on me. He gave them a bigger lay. Heard him offering it. Did it right before me. Of course the crew gave me the go-by. That was to be expected. All hands went over the side, and there I was, marooned on my own vessel. It was Death's turn, and it's all in the family anyway.'