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McTee turned crimson. "I have eyes that see everything on the ship," went on Henshaw, as if he wished to cover the embarrassment of the Scotchman, "and I have ears which hear everything. I have lines of information tangled through the forecastle. I can almost guess what they are about to think, let alone what they will speak or do.
He refused to accept any consideration for the clothes which he donated to the party, and McTee jingled a handful of Henshaw's gold in vain. Senor Jose must depart, but he would return the next day. So the three stood alone together at last. Harrigan was the first to speak. "I've an engagement. I'm afther havin' some important business on hand, Kate, colleen, so I'll be steppin' out."
"I'd rather take your throat than your hand, McTee an' mebbe I will an' mebbe I will!" He caught the hand in his own cracked, stained, black palm. The smile of McTee was like the smile of Satan when he watched Adam driven from the Eden. "Strip to the waist," he said, and turned on the crew. "You know me, lads.
"Naw, he ain't," growled the chief; "that'll come later. Black McTee is breakin' him an' he'll be broke before he goes off his nut. Now get to hell out of here. I ain't slept a wink for ten days." The fireman went back to his work muttering, and Harrigan sang the rest of the night. In the morning there was the usual task of scrubbing down the bridge.
"The palms of your hands, lad, are they raw? Is the lye of the suds cool to them?" Another black glance came in reply and McTee leaned back against the rail, tapping one contented toe against the floor. "It was a fine tale you told me yesterday, Harrigan," he said at length, "but afterward I saw Kate, and she was never kinder. I spoke of you, and we laughed together about it.
You will be treated better than anyone in the crew if you will put your hand in mine and say: 'Captain McTee, I give you my word of honor as a man to do my best to obey orders during the rest of this trip and to hold no malice against you for anything that has happened to me so far. "For you see," he explained to the girl, "he probably thinks himself aggrieved by my discipline.
It was plain that the bos'n would risk no conversation from his blunt sailors while Harrigan was in earshot. The Irishman hurried through his breakfast and took his bucket and scrubbing brush toward the bridge, for he had many questions to ask McTee. He had scarcely left the forecastle when Hovey said to Garry Cochrane: "Watch the door. I've got something important to say."
Harrigan reached the waist at a leap, and in another moment joined the survivors in the shelter of the wireless house Kate, McTee, Henshaw, Salvain, and Sloan, a party of six. They were safe for the moment, for the mutineers would certainly never venture an attack against the wheelhouse, where they could be beaten from the ladders by the defendants, but they were safe without food, without water.
If Henshaw sees me talking with members of his crew, he might begin to think and any of his thinking is dangerous for the other fellow." The bos'n touched his cap. "Aye, aye, sir. You can begin hearin' the chink of the money, and I begin to see White Henshaw eatin' dirt. With Black McTee excusin' the name, sir to lead us, there ain't nothin' can stop us."
Because he seems generous and simple, do not be deceived. He is capable of things which even Black McTee would turn from. I know it, for I know his type. But I, Kate your head is turned; do you hear me?" She rose and cried: "Why have you both thought from the first that I must choose between you? Are there no other men in the whole world?"
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