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The four staterooms on the other side were to be occupied by the boys, whom the lieutenant assigned to the one nearest the stern, the second engineer and the mate were berthed next to them. Then came the cabin of Captain Pent Barrington, the navigating officer of the ship, and his first mate, a New Englander, as dry as salt cod, named Darius Green. The fourth stateroom was empty.
Literally he rubbed his hands one over the other as he bade Naharo take a chair. Then the pair of them rolled and lighted cigarettes. "Perhaps I should say no more, Señor Martinez." "It will go no farther. And if the engineer and Ed Sorenson had a fight, then it must have been for that reason the latter's father spoke as he did to-night. You heard him." "Yes. And I did not understand why.
"The very thing!" said Tom. "Mark me, the treasure's near by or the ghost wouldn't be so malicious." And then, looking around where the captain, and the engineer and Silly Theodore lay, I said: "The first thing we've got to do is to bury these poor fellows; but where," I added, "are the other two that fell in the water?" "O," said Tom, "a couple of sharks got them just before you woke up."
It was wonderful how quickly in this way the hours flew. A day now didn't seem more than four hours long. Many the time I've felt actually sorry when the signal to quit work was given at night and have hung around for half an hour while the engineer fixed his boiler for the night and the old man lighted his lanterns to string along the excavation.
The next instant with a yell of "Geneva!" he sprang on the others under cover of the smoke that filled the room. The combat was still but of two to two; and without the guard-room but almost within arm's length, were a dozen Savoyards, headed by Picot the engineer; any one of whom might, by entering, turn the scale.
And in this ill-dressed fellow Pierre was astonished to recognise Salvat, the journeyman engineer, whom he had seen going off in search of work that same morning. This time it was certainly he, tall, thin and ravaged, with dreamy yet flaming eyes, which set his pale starveling's face aglow.
Woman though she was, she could, with one small hand upon his breast, control this man who at one time had been of such colossal strength such vast physical force. Suddenly Bennett began again. "Where's Ferriss? Where's Richard Ferriss? Where's the chief engineer of the Freja Arctic Exploring Expedition?" He fell silent again, and but for the twitching, dancing hands, lay quiet.
He had first to give the world the mightiest drama ever conceived by the mind of an energetic, bright, self-confident boy. I do not think there is on record a single instance of a great engineer having manifested artistic preferences in his youth, or of a great painter having misspent his boyhood in making toy machines.
And in this ill-dressed fellow Pierre was astonished to recognise Salvat, the journeyman engineer, whom he had seen going off in search of work that same morning. This time it was certainly he, tall, thin and ravaged, with dreamy yet flaming eyes, which set his pale starveling's face aglow.
But there was something queer about Hopewell's condition that both puzzled Janice and made her pity him. "He is not intoxicated not as other men are," she whispered to the engineer. "I don't know that he is," said Frank. "But he's made us trouble enough. Come on; let's get him home." Drugg was trying to shelter the precious violin under his coat.
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