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But here are Barradas and Velo. Let us hear their opinion." "I think, sir," said the Spaniard after he had heard his superior on the question under discussion, "that we cannot do anything else but keep them aboard; we can't leave them here to be slaughtered by the Tebuan people.
Barry was puzzled for a moment, then it flashed upon him that Velo was upon the wrong tack. "Whom dost thou mean, Velo?" he asked. "Whom but she whom thou wilt see presently the wife of the dead captain," replied the Samoan, elevating his brows in astonishment. "Nay, not she, Velo; though as thou sayest she is a fair, good woman. But she is but a friend; the woman I love liveth far away in Sini."
Tracey; "the Tebuan people would take a quick revenge for the lives of the three men he killed. We cannot consign them to the mercy of these natives for no mercy will they have. Can we not keep them on board until we can land them on some islands where they will at least be safe?" "That certainly is what we should do; but I must consult with Barradas and Velo.
Carefully he worked himself free, to find that a bullet had struck his leg while he was unconscious, and had broken the small bone below the knee. It was the broken leg, at that. He straightened himself as well as he could, and looked at Velo. He commenced to remember. It came back bit by bit; the fight, and Velo's treachery. Last of all he remembered what Velo had said. "I have the papers!"
"Nothing of any importance, Mr. Barry," she said hurriedly, but trying to force a smile and speak with unconcern. "I I have been telling them that you will marry Paní and Velo to-day, and that all going well, Toea and I will return to Arrecifos certainly within two years." Old Roku, the father of Toea, stood quietly holding the staff of his spear and awaiting her reply.
"That's about it," said Zaidos, nodding. "I must go back at once. The doctor's car will take me close to the barracks. I must get there before dawn." He went to the window and looked out. "I have no time to waste!" he cried. "But look here, if you are caught, it means desertion," said Velo. "Yes!" "In war-time that means death," said Velo. "Yes, but I am not going to be caught," answered Zaidos.
"Dear, dear Velo," he said with a simper, "how can I ever thank you for saving my life?" Zaidos' method of punishing Velo for the yarn he had told the doctor took the form of an exaggerated gratitude. Being perfectly independent of praise himself, Zaidos could not understand why on earth Velo should have taken the trouble to misrepresent things so.
Velo took a quick glance along the deck. None of the Solomon Islanders were visible, they all having taken up their quarters in the main-hold on top of the cases of pearl shell, where they had spread their rough mats of coconut leaf. Two of the hatches were off, and Veto looking down at the savages saw that they were sitting or lying about smoking or chewing their inevitable betel-nut.
As soon as you get well, you will try it again." "Oh, I am sorry!" said Velo. "You must forgive me, Zaidos. I am too badly hurt to get well; you will not be troubled again. I know how I am wounded. So I am going to talk as much as I can. I wish you would take the papers. I stole them from you at the barracks. I got permission to go in while you were asleep.
"Well, who are you?" said Velo, trying to get back. "Your very humble servant, John Smith," he said. He slid the pencil down into his puttee and stood up, bowing. He did not ask Velo for his name but, closing the pad, strolled off and slid an arm around the neck of the second son of the Prince of Teck.
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