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"He wanted to do for ye, Thirkle," said Petrak, flattered by his master and unable to see the sly sarcasm of Thirkle in his joy at being assured of his position, and of getting his share of the gold. "I never give him the chance, Thirkle. Now if it was some say Buckrow or Long Jim, they might give him a gun, but not Petrak.

No Manila-bound boat for us, to land about the time the Kut Sang was reported overdue." "Right ye are, Thirkle," said Petrak, stumbling about in the dark. "It's black as a Kroo boy in here," and presently he began to drag the block through the dead leaves and brambles. "'No need for the tackle, sir, once we get clear of the sand, in my mind.

I don't like the passengers and I don't like these new whites in the crew. They know one another, I'm tellin' ye. The long chap and Buckrow sailed with Petrak. They pretend they don't know one another all bosh thick as fleas when no one is a watchin' of 'em. "See how Buckrow was so smart handin' over his knife to the red chap when he got in a jam?

Petrak handed it to him, and he sipped the brandy and bathed his wounded head with it, sending Reddy to a pool of water at the base of the cliff to wet his handkerchief, and then bound it around his head. "It looks bad, but it didn't hurt much, Bucky," he said, smiling. "What hurt me more was to have ye turn on me the way ye did; but that's all passed and gone, and we won't mention it again."

It was an awkward situation, for we all felt embarrassed at least I did, as a result of Trego's displeasure over the method of recruiting the crew. I wished that I had left Petrak on the dock. Meeker took an old newspaper from his pocket and unfolded it on the table carefully. "I think I have something here which will interest you both," he began. "It concerns my glasses!

Buckrow and Petrak followed us in with another sack, and when Thirkle had gone as far as he could he pulled our sack forward under his feet and stowed it in the angle where the walls joined. Then I had to pass the second sack on to him, taking it from Petrak, who was next to me, and then we turned in our tracks and went out again.

Trenholm will be right at your back all the way down, and we can't take any chances now, Reddy. I'll settle him when the boats are off, and then you won't have anything to worry about. Cut his feet loose." "What style of a funeral would suit him?" asked Petrak, busy with the cords at my feet. "We'll have to select something special for Mr. Trenholm. How about the same go-off we gave Caldish?

Petrak slipped a lashing over the wheel and leaned over the bridge-rail, grinning down at them, and made some remark which caused Buckrow to laugh so inordinately that he dropped his end of the rope, and the sack fell on the head of the ladder. He pulled it up on the deck, and, thrusting his hand into his trousers-pocket, drew out a handful of gold coins and hurled them up at Petrak.

"Stow that gab, or I'll let a knife into yer hide!" snarled Buckrow, and he went over to the pile of sacks and began kicking the brown canvas nervously. Thirkle began to chuckle quietly, swaying his shoulders from side to side in his simulated hilarity. Petrak, who was standing close to him, looked at him in surprise.

"He was to give me ten pound " "Shut up!" roared Harris to Petrak. "What have I to say?" I gasped, astounded at the turn of affairs and hardly able to believe what I heard from Petrak. "I know nothing about it! The man must be crazy!" "I am not so sure of that," retorted Riggs. "I must confess, Mr.