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The booming of the gunboat's forward battery sounded aft of them, dulled by the fog growing fainter. "Lund's luck! We've dodged 'em!" "They'll be waiting for us at the passes," said Rainey. "They've got the speed on us." "Let 'em wait. To blazes with the Aleutians! Ready again there for a tack! Sou'-east now. We'll work through this till we git to the wind ag'in.
Rainey felt his sailing experience, that he came to be rather proud of, pitifully limited and inadequate in the face of coming conditions. When he turned in at last, despite his determination to follow Lund's admonition concerning sleep, it would not come to him.
He did not want to use it, somehow. The girl's entrance, her vivid, sudden personality forbade that. He felt an intruder as her eyes regarded him, standing by Lund's side in apparent sympathy with him, arrayed against her father. And yet he was not certain that Lund had not been betrayed.
Rainey saw that Lund was exhilarated by his victory, that the primitive fighting brute was prominent. Carlsen had tried to shoot first, goaded to it; his death was deserved; but it seemed to Rainey that Lund's exhibition of savagery was unnecessary. But he also saw that Lund would not heed any protest that he might make, he was still swept on by his course of action, not yet complete.
It came at last, the memory of Carlsen slipping something in his pocket as he had come out of the captain's room. That had been the hypodermic case! As the thought lit up' his eyes he saw a flash in Lund's. "Carlsen had the morphine on him," said Lund in a whisper, not to disturb the girl. "And the needle!" said Rainey. "What if?"
Carlsen swept aside the spectacles and they shattered on the floor as he leaped up and the automatic shone in his hand. Lund had folded his arms above his great chest. He laughed again, and his arms opened. In an instant Rainey caught the object of Lund's speech-making. He had done it to enrage Carlsen beyond endurance, to make him draw his gun.
"I play fair, Miss Peggy," he said. "Rainey, change the course." Peggy Simms seized Lund's great paw in both her hands, and, for the first time, the tears overflowed her eyes. The Karluk came about as Rainey reached the deck and gave his orders. Then he returned to the cabin. The captain had opened his eyes. "Peggy!" he murmured. "Carlsen, where is he? Lund! Good God, Lund, you can see?"
I live with my father's brother when father is at sea. But this time I wanted to be near him. And the doctor " Again she seemed to be deliberately checking herself from a revelation that wanted to come out. "Did he practise in Mill Valley? Or San Francisco?" asked Rainey, remembering Lund's outburst against Carlsen's professional powers. "No, he hasn't practised for some years.
And I'll git yuh good rates at the garage where I do business. You don't want nothin' of Vegas. Lund's the place you want to hit fer." "There's a lot to that," the foreman of the cowboys agreed. "If Casey's willin' to back you up, you better hit straight for Lund. Everybody there knows Casey Ryan.
There was no doubt that Tamada, with his medical experience, was best fitted for the task, but it seemed to Rainey also that the girl had deliberately ignored their services and that, despite her involuntary admiration of Lund's fight against odds, or in revulsion of it, she reckoned them hostile to her sentiments. Lund roused him by talking of the burial-service for Simms.
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