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The dog； who ought； you'd think； to know a durned sight more about 'em than she does； is sure they will if you only bark loud enough。
〃'Then again； have you ever been made mad by cats screeching in the night； and jumped out of bed and opened the window and yelled at them？ Did they ever budge an inch for that； though you shrieked loud enough to skeer the dead； and waved your arms about like a man in a play？ Not they。 They've turned and looked at you； that's all。 〃Yell away； old man；〃 they've said； 〃we like to hear you： the more the merrier。〃 Then what have you done？ Why； you've snatched up a hair…brush； or a boot； or a candlestick； and made as if you'd throw it at them。 They've seen your attitude； they've seen the thing in your hand； but they ain't moved a point。 They knew as you weren't going to chuck valuable property out of window with the chance of getting it lost or spoiled。 They've got sense themselves； and they give you credit for having some。 If you don't believe that's the reason； you try showing them a lump of coal； or half a brick； next timesomething as they know you WILL throw。 Before you're ready to heave it； there won't be a cat within aim。
〃'Then as to judgment and knowledge of the world； why dogs are babies to 'em。 Have you ever tried telling a yarn before a cat； sir？'
〃I replied that cats had often been present during anecdotal recitals of mine； but that； hitherto； I had paid no particular attention to their demeanour。
〃'Ah； well； you take an opportunity of doing so one day； sir；' answered the old fellow； 'it's worth the experiment。 If you're telling a story before a cat； and she don't get uneasy during any part of the narrative； you can reckon you've got hold of a thing as it will be safe for you to tell to the Lord Chief Justice of England。
〃'I've got a messmate；' he continued； 'William Cooley is his name。 We call him Truthful Billy。 He's as good a seaman as ever trod quarter…deck； but when he gets spinning yarns he ain't the sort of man as I could advise you to rely upon。 Well； Billy； he's got a dog； and I've seen him sit and tell yarns before that dog that would make a cat squirm out of its skin； and that dog's taken 'em in and believed 'em。 One night； up at his old woman's； Bill told us a yarn by the side of which salt junk two voyages old would pass for spring chicken。 I watched the dog； to see how he would take it。 He listened to it from beginning to end with cocked ears； and never so much as blinked。 Every now and then he would look round with an expression of astonishment or delight that seemed to say： 〃Wonderful； isn't it！〃 〃Dear me； just think of it！〃 〃Did you ever！〃 〃Well； if that don't beat everything！〃 He was a chuckle… headed dog； you could have told him anything。
〃'It irritated me that Bill should have such an animal about him to encourage him； and when he had finished I said to him； 〃I wish you'd tell that yarn round at my quarters one evening。〃
〃'Why？' said Bill。
〃'Oh； it's just a fancy of mine；' I says。 I didn't tell him I was wanting my old cat to hear it。
〃'Oh； all right；' says Bill； 'you remind me。' He loved yarning； Billy did。
〃'Next night but one he slings himself up in my cabin； and I does so。 Nothing loth； off he starts。 There was about half…a…dozen of us stretched round； and the cat was sitting before the fire fussing itself up。 Before Bill had got fairly under weigh； she stops washing and looks up at me； puzzled like； as much as to say； 〃What have we got here； a missionary？〃 I signalled to her to keep quiet； and Bill went on with his yarn。 When he got to the part about the sharks； she turned deliberately round and looked at him。 I tell you there was an expression of disgust on that cat's face as might have made a travelling Cheap Jack feel ashamed of himself。 It was that human； I give you my word； sir； I forgot for the moment as the poor animal couldn't speak。 I could see the words that were on its lips： 〃Why don't you tell us you swallowed the anchor？〃 and I sat on tenter…hooks； fearing each instant that she would say them aloud。 It was a relief to me when she turned her back on Bill。
〃'For a few minutes she sat very still； and seemed to be wrestling with herself like。 I never saw a cat more set on controlling its feelings； or that seemed to suffer more in silence。 It made my heart ache to watch it。
〃'At last Bill came to the point where he and the captain between 'em hold the shark's mouth open while the cabin…boy dives in head foremost； and fetches up； undigested； the gold watch and chain as the bo'sun was a…wearing when he fell overboard； and at that the old cat giv'd a screech； and rolled over on her side with her legs in the air。
〃'I thought at first the poor thing was dead； but she rallied after a bit； and it seemed as though she had braced herself up to hear the thing out。
〃'But a little further on； Bill got too much for her again； and this time she owned herself beat。 She rose up and looked round at us： 〃You'll excuse me； gentlemen；〃 she saidleastways that is what she said if looks go for anything〃maybe you're used to this sort of rubbish； and it don't get on your nerves。 With me it's different。 I guess I've heard as much of this fool's talk as my constitution will stand； and if it's all the same to you I'll get outside before I'm sick。〃
〃'With that she walked up to the door； and I opened it for her； and she went out。
〃'You can't fool a cat with talk same as you can a dog。'〃
CHAPTER VII
Does man ever reform？ Balzac says he doesn't。 So far as my experience goes； it agrees with that of Balzaca fact the admirers of that author are at liberty to make what use of they please。
When I was young and accustomed to take my views of life from people who were older than myself； and who knew better； so they said； I used to believe that he did。 Examples of 〃reformed characters〃 were frequently pointed out to meindeed； our village； situate a few miles from a small seaport town； seemed to be peculiarly rich in such。 They were； from all accounts； including their own； persons who had formerly behaved with quite unnecessary depravity； and who； at the time I knew them； appeared to be going to equally objectionable lengths in the opposite direction。 They invariably belonged to one of two classes； the low…spirited or the aggressively unpleasant。 They said； and I believed； that they were happy； but I could not help reflecting how very sad they must have been before they were happy。
One of them； a small； meek…eyed old man with a piping voice； had been exceptionally wild in his youth。 What had been his special villainy I could never discover。 People responded to my inquiries by saying that he had been 〃Oh； generally bad；〃 and increased my longing for detail by adding that little boys ought not to want to know about such things。 From their tone and manner I assumed that he must have been a pirate at the very least； and regarded him with awe； not unmingled with secret admiration。
Whatever it was； he had been saved from it by his wife； a bony lady of unprepossessing appearance； but irreproachable views。
One day he called at our house for some purpose or other； and； being left alone with him for a few minutes； I took the opportunity of interviewing him personally on the subject。
〃You were very wicked once； weren't you？〃 I said； seeking by emphasis on the 〃once〃 to mitigate what I felt might be the disagreeable nature of the question。
To my intense surprise； a gleam of shameful glory lit up his wizened face； and a sound which I tried to think a sigh； but which sounded like a chuckle； escaped his lips。
〃Ay；〃 he replied； 〃I've been a bit of a spanker in my time。〃
The term 〃spanker〃 in such connection puzzled me。 I had been hitherto led to regard a spanker as an eminently conscientious person； especially where the short…comings of other people were concerned； a person who laboured for the good of others。 That the word could also be employed to designate a sinful party was a revelation to me。
〃But you are good now； aren't you？〃 I continued； dismissing further reflection upon the etymology of 〃spanker〃 to a more fitting occasion。
〃Ay； ay；〃 he answered； his countenance resuming its customary aspect of resigned melancholy。 〃I be a brand plucked from the burning； I be。 There beant much wrong wi' Deacon Sawyers； now。〃
〃And it was your wife that made you good； wasn't it？〃 I persisted； determined； now that I had started this investigation； to obtain confirmation at first hand on all points。
At the mention of his wife his features became suddenly transformed。 Glancing hurriedly round； to make sure； apparently； that no one but myself was within hearing； he leaned across and hissed these words into my earI have never forgotten them； there was a ring of such evident sincerity about them …
〃I'd like to skin her； I'd like to skin her alive。〃
It struck me； even in the light of my then limited judgment； as an unregenerate wish； and thus early my faith in the possibility of man's reformation received the first of those many blows that have resulted in shattering it。
Nature； whether human or otherwise； was not made to be reformed。 You can develop； you can check； but you cannot alter
