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Updated: June 12, 2025
All Hands And Feet nodded and once more commenced sidling toward Matt Peasley, who backed away again, meantime addressing himself to the United States consul: "You heard what he said, Mr. Consul.
He was very bitter against Matt Peasley, whom he now regarded as an ally of the piratical cable company. That afternoon Mr. Skinner herded Captain McBride of the Nokomis and his Norwegian mate into Cappy Ricks' office. Cappy brought them to terms very promptly, and the captain started for New York on the Overland the same night.
"I am not a sea lawyer," Mr. Skinner retorted, "I do not know." "The Retriever will have discharged her cargo weeks before McBride arrives. Then suppose Peasley takes a notion to warp his vessel outside the three-mile limit. What authority has McBride got then?" "I repeat, I am not a sea lawyer, Mr. Ricks." "Don't equivocate with me, Skinner!
"Well then, for the love of a square deal, pay him more and pay it to him from the first day he went to work. Get out. You make me nervous. By the way, how is Andrews getting along in his Shanghai job?" "He's helping the cable company pay its income tax. Cables about three times a week on matters he should decide for himself. Matt Peasley is disgusted with him." "Ah! Well, I'm not disappointed.
"Just listen to this for a message!" He continued. "Just imagine how nice you'd feel, Mr. Ricks, if you were skippering a boat and picked up a message like this at sea: "'Grant, Master Steamer Tillicum: Gave Captain Matt Peasley a letter to you yesterday ordering you to turn over command of Tillicum to him on presentation or demand.
Cappy raved; for though he was a business man, and never hesitated to do business in a businesslike way, he was the soul of business honor, and in all his life he had never taken a mean or unfair advantage of those who trusted him. The knowledge that Matt Peasley had done such a thing filled him with rage not unmixed with sorrow.
And I want you two to quit picking on me; I don't want the word 'Narcissus' mentioned in my presence until the ship is reported confiscated by the British, if her coal is for the Germans, or by the Germans, if her coal is for the British which it isn't or until Mike Murphy reports at Manila or Batavia and cables us for orders." "I'm with you there, sir," Matt Peasley declared.
Tell him that when Captain Peasley wants to carry a guest he pays the guest's passage out of his own pocket." "But he'll fire me, sir." "Do as I order; he will not fire you. I'm the only man that has that privilege, and I'll exercise it if you don't obey me." Two more minutes elapsed; then Mr. Skinner presented himself at the captain's stateroom.
Skinner I want to see him," he ordered, and an instant later Mr. Skinner entered. "Skinner," said Cappy, "draw a check for twenty thousand in favor of Matt Peasley, and charge it to his account." "And then send it over to the bank and certify it," Matt added, "because before I get through with you, Mr. Ricks, you'll be tempted to stop payment on it, if I know you and I think I do."
"Peck, that's the worst outrage I ever heard of," he declared. "The idea of setting you such a task. You take my advice and forget the blue vase." "I can't," Peck panted. "Mr. Ricks will feel mighty chagrined if I fail to get the vase to him. I wouldn't disappoint him for my right arm. He's been a dead game sport with me, Captain Peasley." "But it's too late to get the vase to him, Peck.
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