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All three went below again, and into a stateroom the mate had occupied. "The money was in that chest," said the mate. He threw open the lid. "It's gone!" he cried. Interested for the moment, Dick bent forward to look in the chest. As he did so, Lesher suddenly hit him a savage blow over the head with the butt of a pistol. The blow was a heavy one, and Dick fell like a log to the floor.
"No," said Dan Baxter. "This news about Dick and old Jerry worries me," said Tom. "Dan Baxter, I think you know more than you care to tell," said Sam boldly. The bully hardly knew how to reply. He could not now fall back on Jack Lesher for support, and he had thought to be on his way to rejoin the sailors ere this. The storm had upset all of his calculations.
"Don't you hit me again!" he muttered. "But I will," retorted Dick, and struck out once more. This time his fist landed on the bully's left eye, and once again Baxter went down, this time with a thud. The sailors were collecting, and soon Jack Lesher rushed up. He stepped between Dick and the bully. "Stop it!" he ordered harshly. "We don't allow fighting on board of this craft."
The sight was simply overwhelming. And all this the parish of one man! It is to save this great city, now almost wholly given to idolatry, that Mr. Groesbeck asks for money to build in its very center an assembly-room and an institutional church, and that Doctor Lesher asks for a hospital building to facilitate his medical work.
More than that, he has several sailors with him who are old friends, and they like their liquor just as much as he does." It was seen that the flag of distress was down, as already mentioned, and after Baxter and Lesher had departed, Tom and Dick set off to put the flag up once more.
"They wouldn't ride over us if I had those other sailors here," growled the mate. "Or if we were armed," went on the bully. "I tried to get hold of a pistol, but Dick Rover watches me like a cat watches a mouse." "If we could get to the wreck we might arm ourselves," said Lesher. "Here is a boat; let us row over." "I'm willing," answered the bully.
Captain Blossom thought it wouldn't do to leave them lying loose. Some savages might come to the islands and steal them, and then we'd be in a bad hole." "We've got to have some guns and pistols, Rover." "Well, you can see the captain about that." "I shan't wait. Which stateroom are they in?" Dick would not tell the mate, and Lesher went around trying the various doors.
"You've run in hard luck, boy," he said in a low voice, after he had made certain that nobody else was within hearing. "I am sorry for you." "Really?" queried Dan Baxter, giving the mate a sharp look. "Yes, I am, and if I can do anything to make it easy for you, count on me," went on Jack Lesher. "Thank you."
"Lesher must have told 'em some putty strong stories," said old Jerry. "Otherwise the men wouldn't be so dead set ag'in ye, cap'n." "No doubt he made out the strongest possible case." "I wonder if they will stick to the wreck all the time," said Dick. "They'll find it mighty hot when the sun shines." "Oh, they'll most likely take some of the things ashore, and set up a camp nearby, Rover."
The bucket of water was at hand, And he took a drink and bathed Captain Jerry's forehead. It was fully half an hour before the old sailor felt at all like himself. Both sat down to review the situation. "The cowards!" said Dick. "What do you suppose they attacked us for?" "Can't say as to that," replied old Jerry. "Perhaps Lesher wanted to show us he was master."
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