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He had partaken of just enough liquor to make him foolish. "I wish Dick and old Jerry would come back," whispered Grace to Dora. "I do not like Mr. Lesher at all." "I never liked him," replied Dora. "When he gets intoxicated he is a bad fellow to deal with." "Reckon we'll make ourselves comfortable here," said Lesher, staggering to a hammock Dick had put up for the girls to rest in.
All of the wounded ones were cared for, and then a watch was set. In the meantime Bostwick was put at ease, and he told the particulars of what happened on the burning wreck, and how Lesher and Baxter had urged the mutineers to attack those at the house. The remainder of the night wore away slowly.
"That's right," came from part of the crew. Dick noticed that a few of the others looked doubtful. "I mean it, and I want you to leave right now," stormed Jack Lesher. "I'll give you one minute in which to turn your boat around," and he pulled out his watch. "Might as well go back," whispered old Jerry. "You can't reason with a lot of half-drunken men."
"Don't I count!" cried Jack Lesher, his blood-shot eyes taking on an ugly look. "I'll show 'em!" Just then old Jerry came from the house. Jack Lesher staggered toward him. "Ahoy there!" he called out. "What do you want, Mr. Lesher?" questioned old Jerry, and touched his forelock. "Bring me some liquor, and be quick about it." "I haven't any liquor." "What's that?" "I said I haven't any liquor."
But you must remember that we discovered the wreck first, and that Captain Blossom was the only man left on board." "We'll see what the men have to say about this," growled Lesher. "Then you aint going to give me no liquor?" "You can have one glass with your breakfast, and that is all. After this you can have the regulation ship's grog, with the other sailors.
The youth did so and saw that Dora was right. Half a dozen figures could be seen walking to and fro. "Who are they?" asked Tom. "Lesher and his crowd?" "That I can't make out," answered Dick, and handed over the glass to his brother. All could see the men on the wreck, but at such a distance it was impossible to make out any faces. "Maybe they are savages," came from Grace.
And I want to know where the liquor has been placed." "It's been placed where you won't get hold of it, Mr. Lesher." "What! This to me!" yelled the mate, in fury. "To me, the first mate!" "A first mate doesn't count for anything here. This is a private camp, and if you don't behave yourself we'll pitch you out of it." "You you " Jack Lesher could not go on, and shook his fist in Dick's face.
While this talk was going on there was a rush for two of the boats, and before Captain Blossom could do anything his men were off, taking Jack Lesher and Dan Baxter with them. "You can go down with the ship!" cried Dan Baxter mockingly. An instant later the darkness hid the speaker from view. "They have left us," cried Captain Blossom. "But, thank fortune, the best and largest boat is also left."
"The others treated you like so many dogs." "We have deserted Lesher," put in Marny. "We came over here on the raft to see if you wouldn't take us in." "Were you alone?" asked Captain Blossom. "No, we had Hackenhaven with us. But he fell overboard just after we left the wreck, and the sharks caught him," answered Gibson, with a bitter shake of his face.
The appearance of Dick with the shot-gun disturbed Jack Lesher quite as much as it did Dan Baxter, and the mate stopped rowing instantly. "Hi! don't you fire at us!" he cried. "Then come back here," said Dick. "Haven't I a right to visit the wreck?" "I am not sure that you have. Anyway, you must wait until Captain Blossom returns."
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