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"It may be two of them; then, again, it may be all right to-morrow." "Nonsense! That breeze won't hurt anybody." "Breeze!" Balt laughed. "It's more like a tornado up yonder. No, we've just got to take it easy till the right moment comes, and then make a dash. It's thirty miles to the nearest stick of timber; and once you get into the Pass, you can't stop till you're through."
She paused as if weighing her next words, then said, deliberately: "And I believe you are the one to do it." But Emerson was not concerned about his destiny just then, nor for the dangerous enmity of Marsh. He was following another train of thought. "And so Balt knows this business from the inside out?" he said. "Thoroughly; every dip, angle, and spur of it, so to speak.
I want my tailor to get busy on my wardrobe to- morrow." Boyd shook his head. "Ain't going to be no wardrobe," said Balt. "Why? Has something happened to scare the fish?" "I can't raise the money," Emerson confessed. "Still shy that twenty-five thou?" questioned the clubman. "Yes! I'm done." "That's a shame! I had some ripping clothes planned English whip-cord "
From the way we started off it looked easy, but times are hard and I've bled my friends of every dollar they can spare. In fact, some of them have put in more than they can afford." "It's an awful big piece of money," Balt admitted, with a sigh. "I never fully realized before how very large," Boyd said. "And yet, without that amount the Seattle bank won't back us for the remainder."
Douglas-Boeing was able to prove that the weapon was used by the French as far back as the Franco-Prussian War." He eyed Joe with new interest now. "Sit down, captain. You too, Balt. Do you realize that Captain Mauser is the only recruit of officer rank we've had today?" "Yes," the younger Haer said dryly. "However, it's too late to call the fracas off now.
"I never noticed the resemblance," remarked Fraser. "All the same, your idea ain't so bad," said Balt. "There's somebody stirring those fellows up, and I think it's that detective. I wouldn't mind getting my hands on him, and if you'll all stick with me I'll go out after him." "Not for mine," hastily declared "Fingerless" Fraser. "I don't want to fight anybody. I'm here as a spectator."
Balt Haer finished for him, amusement in his voice. "That's what I'm gambling on," Joe said evenly. The younger Haer grinned at his father superciliously. "So our captain says he will defeat Stonewall Cogswell in return for you sponsoring his becoming a member of the nation's elite." "Good Heavens, is the supposed cream of the nation now selected on no higher a level than this?"
"You said you were going by the Iliamna route." "The other is shorter." She turned on Balt, angrily. "You know better than to suggest such a thing." "I didn't suggest it," said Balt. "It's Mr. Emerson's own idea; he insists." "I'm for the long, safe proposition every time," Fraser announced, as if settling the matter definitely, languidly filling his pipe.
But the fisherman only goaded himself into a greater passion, during which Petellin, the storekeeper, entered, and forthwith began to cross himself devoutly. Observing this fervent pantomime, Balt turned upon the trader and directed his outburst at him: "Where in hell is this steamer?" "Out to the westward somewhere." "Well, she's a mail-boat, ain't she? Then why don't she stop here coming back?
"He could have left me. Common sense dictated that he leave me." Balt Haer was annoyed. "Well, then we see what I've contended all along. The ambitious captain doesn't have common sense." Colonel Paul Warren shook his head. "You're wrong there. Common sense Joseph Mauser has. Considerable ability, he has. He's one of the best combat men in the field. But I'd hate to serve under him."
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