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Updated: May 8, 2025
Clancy poured out the tea with a shaking hand, and Judy, spilling some into her saucer, proceeded to blow it vigorously, her hosts with difficulty restraining their impatience the while. "Beautiful tay, ma'am!" she remarked, after gulping down the first instalment. "Elegant tay now, isn't it? Herself never gives less nor two an' thruppence a pound for it."
Clancy was to the wheel then with the skipper. Both were lashed and we had life-lines around deck. To the wheel of every vessel in the fleet were two men lashed, and they all had life-lines around deck. In crossing the line there was no attempt at jockeying such as one often sees in yacht racing. There was no disposition on the part of any skipper to do anything that would set anybody else back.
Moore said he's been waiting to see what Maurice Blake was going to do; but as it was beginning to look as though Maurice was done for, he guessed he'd take a look around. He asked Clancy what he thought, and Clancy said he didn't know time enough yet. Maurice Blake himself dropped down then. He was looking better, and everybody was glad to see it.
Then I ran downstairs, down to the dock, and was just in time to see Parsons and Moore rowing a dory desperately up the slip, and Clancy with Johnnie chest-up, and a hand under his neck, kicking from under the stringers, and calling out, "This way with the dory drive her, fellows, drive her!"
Clancy's famous crouching pose met with mishap early in the round, for Jerry by fine judgment twice evaded the advancing left arm and straightened Clancy with terrific upper cuts, the kind that Flynn had said were like tons of coal.
It was late in the season, and Maurice Blake was to stay ashore to get married, for one thing. He had made a great season of it and could afford to. So the Johnnie Duncan was fitted out for fresh halibuting and Clancy took her. I went with him.
"Coming along in fine shape." "I didn't know whether you'd be able to answer that there telegram of mine in person, and if you was able, I didn't know whether you would." "Look here, Hiram," said Clancy, "didn't I tell you I'd help you find your father if you'd keep mum about what Lafe Wynn did?" "Uh-huh." "Well, I always try to pay my debts." "Got any trace o' Gerald Wynn, Burton, and Katz yet?"
By his orders we took along ten empty mackerel barrels. "We'll go over to the beach first and fill these barrels up with sand." We all knew what the sand was for the Johnnie Duncan was going to be put in trim to do her best sailing. Coming down the coast the skipper and Clancy decided that she was down by the stern a trifle.
"Stop, trying to play horse with me!" went on the doctor sourly. "Something took place between you and your partner, Lafe Wynn, at Wickenburg, and I want to know what it was." Clancy stiffened. "That's a personal matter, Doctor Ferguson," he answered, "and I don't have to explain it to anybody." "Well, you needn't get hot about it.
The instant the babe was out of her arms the mother tried to break away and rush back, shrieking, "There's another! there's another child!" "Where?" cried Clancy, restraining her. "In the front room there." "Stay here, then," and he darted through the doorway, out of which the smoke was pouring as from a chimney. Mara and the mother looked after him in breathless and agonized suspense.
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