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His voice was crisp and business-like, but his manner intimated clearly the sympathy and gratitude which had dictated his gifts. "Yes, sir, they are adequate," replied Dan, feelingly. "I have sent checks to your mate, Mulhatton, who, I am informed, is still in the employ of the Phoenix Company, as well as that fellow Noonan and the steward; which brings us to you." "Mr.
"He wants them to leave the mast and go into the mainmast," cried Mulhatton. "But they won't see, they are shaking their heads 'no," shouted Dan. "They couldn't; the breakers would sweep them away in a minute." "Look!" For man is brave and man does fight, even in the face of injustice, in the face of odds.
And it reminded him of the yawning mouth of some sea monster hungry for prey. "We're lying here like bloodsuckers!" he yelled. "Waiting for salvage while good men are dying! Dying and we're doing nothing! Fellows," he roared, "I'm going to take the tug in to her. I'm not afraid of a risk to save the lives of brave men." "All right, Cap'n," said Mulhatton, "you know we'll go with you.
I know every beam and bolt in her. And I've a crew of rustlers," he added, gazing proudly at Mulhatton's broad back Mulhatton, with round, red, bristly, laughing face and eyes like raw onions. The next minute Dan, in all the delight of the struggle, was making his way along the lower deck to the engine-room door. The water was racing past the rail like a wet blur and the deck sloshed ankle deep.
As the lifeboat was straining on the top of a swell, Mulhatton attempted to leap in, but was viciously punched back by Dan, who then sprang out five feet and sprawled in the stern sheets. "Damn!" cried the disappointed mate as he sprang to Noonan's side and seized the line, which was already paying out. Into the riot went Dan.
Germany had not yet learned that lies would not win the war; but the rest of the world had learned that Germany, as a liar, was so supernally endowed that her feeblest efforts in that domain would have made Ananias, Baron Munchausen, and Joe Mulhatton look like a trio of supersaints, choking with truth.
"Remember, I go in that boat," yelled Dan as he followed his mate. But Mulhatton only turned back a defiant look. Together they wrenched the boat from its blocks and lowered it to Noonan, standing below on the main deck astern. Crampton, the engineer, was at the wheel, while Whitey Welch stood by the engines.
"Take the wheel a while, Cap'n?" said the mate; and as Dan nodded he stepped in close, braced his feet, and took the strain as Dan's hands left the spokes. "We'll both be on the wheel together before long," remarked Dan, sitting heavily on the chart locker and opening and shutting his stiffened fingers. "Where is she and what's ashore?" asked Mulhatton.
His mind was working like lightning. "Mul," he screamed, "launch the lifeboat, with you fellows holding on to a line from her bow! We're to windward, and she'll drift right down to the wreck. Then you can haul us back again. It's been done before. God, why didn't I think of it sooner!" Mulhatton looked at his Captain closely.
"Do you want me to put you all into the trough?" Mulhatton, the mate, stumbled into the pilot-house and glared at the cook. "Artie," he cried, "you go below, or I'll just gently heft you down! I went in to git grub just now and 't was all on the floor. Go on now git!" And Arthur went, grumbling and sighing that a man's stomach should govern his temper.
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