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"I can't?" stormed Forsythe, his eyes glaring white as he glanced from Jenkins to Denman and back. "Well, I'll tell you I can. I tell you I haven't forgotten all I learned at school, and that I can pick up navigation without currying favor from this milk-fed thief.
Hand in hand they leaped into the sea; and Denman, towing the girl by the becket of her life-buoy, paid no attention to the sinking hull until satisfied that they were safe from the suction.
On that stormy night of his return, Carthew had told his story; the old lady had more upon her mind than mere bereavements; and among the mental pictures on which she looked, as she walked staring down the path, was one of Midway Island and the Flying Scud. Mr. Denman heard my inquiries with discomposure, but informed me the shyster was already gone.
Ho realized that something was up, and it came to him that the seeming countryman after all, was a man as keen and resolute as himself. "You say my name is Denman?" "Yes." "You are sure?" "I am." "What's my business?" "You're the master of the 'Nancy'." Denman made a certain significant motion with his hand, when the detective whispered: "Don't!"
Still clinging, he mercilessly continued the pressure, while Jenkins swayed back and forth, and finally fell backward to the floor. Denman immediately secured the pistol; then, panting hard, he examined his victim. Jenkins was breathing with the greatest difficulty, but could not speak or move, and his big eyes glared piteously up at his conqueror.
Denman was a fair-haired young Hercules, whose tremulous, agitated manner contrasted oddly with his athlete's looks. Among other magnetisms he was clearly open to the magnetism of women, and he stayed talking to Rose, staring furtively at her the while from under his heavy lids, much longer than the girl thought fair.
"The finger of Fate, Florrie, or the act of God," answered Denman, with a painful smile. "We must have the conceit taken out of us on occasions, you know. Forsythe, my schoolmate, is in command of this crowd of jail-breakers and pirates." "Forsythe your conqueror?" She receded a step. "I had Do you know, Mr. Denman, that you were my hero when I was a child, and that I never forgave Jack Forsythe?
"I have already written to one who has been recommended to me as a shrewd man, and he is coming to call on me this very evening at seven o'clock." Mrs Denman started, as if her own remark had recalled something, and pulled out her watch. "Why, it is almost half-past six!" she exclaimed, rising hastily. "Excuse a hurried departure, Miss Deemas. Good-bye, Miss Deemas.
What shall I call you?" "Herbert Jenkins, seaman gunner." "Captain Jenkins," growled a man, and others repeated it. "Captain Jenkins," responded Denman, "I greet you cordially. My name is William Denman, ensign in the United States Navy, and formally executive officer of this boat."
There is prison for life for all of us if we are taken; and this crowd will break out, sir mark my words. You won't have charge very long. But in that case I mean I might be of service. I can control them all, even Forsythe, when I am awake." "Forsythe!" grinned Denman. "You can thank Forsythe for your round-up.
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