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He took a long look at Henshaw, and then he went out with his head down." "What did it all mean?" asked Harrigan. "I don't know. I don't dare think what it means. But if my guess is right, then the Heron is a lot nearer hell than even you and I expected. Look, there goes Fritz Klopp, the first assistant engineer. I'll wager he's got another complaint about the heat in the fireroom."
The engineer's mouth opened and closed twice while he stared at Harrigan. "Get out!" he shouted, springing to his feet. "I'll have you boxed up and sweated; I'll have you pounded to a pulp! Wait! Stay here! I'll bring in some men!" Harrigan was desperate. He knew that what he had said was equivalent to a mutiny. He threw caution to the wind. Campbell had rung a bell.
"I'm a dog, am I?" snarled Hovey furiously. "I'll teach you what I am, Harrigan. An' you, Cochrane, keep your face shut. I'll learn you who's boss of this little crew!" "If you're half the man you seem," went on Harrigan, "this game looks good to me." "You lie," said the bos'n. "You turned me down cold when I talked to you."
On the upper deck Sloan lay prone on his face, sobbing with terror; Harrigan kept his face hid and clutched at his head with both hands; McTee stared straight down upon the scene of the torture with burning eyes. Inside the wheelhouse Kate crouched beside the bunk on which Henshaw was stretched, staring straight above his head. The fever had deprived him of the last of his senses.
The Irishman groaned. "Think your thoughts an' say your say, McTee. I can't lay a hand on you today." The latter stepped close, stupefied with wonder. "Do I hear you right? Are you taking water, Harrigan?" Harrigan bowed his head, praying mutely for strength to endure. "Don't say it!" pleaded McTee.
After the performance that night I went to mine to complete the final packing. We were to leave at one for the Tyrol. Father, I saw Flora Desimone come out of his room." Harrigan shut and opened his hands. "Do you understand? I saw her. She was laughing. I did not see him. My wedding night! She came from his room. My heart stopped, the world stopped, everything went black.
"For the captain of a ship, McTee," he said coldly, "your head is packed with fool ideas. Eat your fish an' don't spoil the appetites of others." He turned to Kate. "These eggs are new-laid they're they're not more than twenty-four hours old." His glance dared McTee to doubt the statement. The captain accepted the challenge. "I suppose you watched 'em being laid, Harrigan?" Harrigan sneered.
Harrigan was as yet far from being a snob, but it required some tact upon Nora's part to prevent this dubious accomplishment. "Is Mr. Abbott going with us?" she inquired. "Donald is sulking," Nora answered. "For once the Barone got ahead of him in engaging the motor-boat." "I wish you would not call him by his first name." "And why not? I like him, and he is a very good comrade."
Hal got one swift glimpse of the face; the sharp little black moustaches seemed standing up with excitement, and in a flash of horrible intuition Hal read the situation Reggie was expecting to be questioned, and had got ready an answer that would increase his social capital in the Harrigan family bank! Across the aisle sat Genevieve Halsey: tall, erect, built on the scale of a statue.
Harrigan," he said, "I'm honored by knowing you." Harrigan stared and accepted the hand with caution; there was still battle in his eyes. "And can you send me over?" he asked doubtfully. "I can. As I said before, we've raised a small fund for just this purpose." He drew out a piece of paper and commenced taking down the particulars of Harrigan's name and birth and other details.
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