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Doc had been chased by Peth, and in escaping from the mate's fury, the steward, being barefoot, had burned his feet so badly that he couldn't walk, having run into some of the red-hot sand. So Doc was to have been left behind in the night attack on the schooner, and it was due to his disability that the trio was able to steal the dinghy.
"From folks nosin' around. We can't have none of the crew hangin' 'longshore, ginnin' up. I'll fix the clearance myself, and see the commissioner." "But I'm to have who I want for'ard," said Peth. "That's it. You know who we want." They hailed a banca and were rowed across the river, making a landing over a tier of cascos.
He could not manipulate the lock to get the bag open, and Trask reached down and showed him how it was done. "Then you consider Mr. Peth a dangerous man?" "He sho' is." "How is he dangerous?" "Well, Mr. Trask, I don' lak' to go an' say nothin' agin a man, 'specially when he's matin' round a boat what I'm in."
It would have been far better if the mate had been brought into place with a sharp and short encounter which would determine just who was master, than to continue strained relations which only allowed Peth to smoulder and feed his rising anger with growls and grumbles in the hearing of the crew. There was no doubt that Jarrow was trying to smooth things out and avoid a direct clash.
He had been told to play the spy, but he had kept secret his theft of the pistol from Trask's bag, a circumstance which puzzled Jarrow. The captain taxed Peth with having made a blunder so early in the game, and it was not until Doc had declared himself as the dinghy approached the schooner with Jarrow and his men that the secret of who had the pistol came out.
At one time Trask thought the delay in getting on was due to Peth, for the mate was most deliberate in going about, and it was half an hour after the order had been given to put the schooner on a new tack before Peth got down his jib and shouted for a lee helm.
"Lookin' for the island!" exclaimed Jarrow. "That's news to me." "I thought maybe that's why you called," said Wilkins. "Well, maybe I didn't and maybe I did. I have to keep a closed mouth. But if you'll say a word for me to these people reliable and all that I may put somethin' your way sometime." "I'll have a gin," said Peth. "Glad to do what I can, sir," said Wilkins.
"Ah ha!" said Dinshaw, slyly. "I put them in to fool folks. There ain't no palm trees like them I painted." Jarrow looked disgustedly at him, and gave orders to Peth to have the dinghy lowered. "Are we going ashore now?" asked Marjorie. "No, ma'am," said Jarrow. "We can't trust the weather in a hole like this. May have to wear and git out. All hands stick close aboard to-night."
"So de nex' night Jeff went back, en Aun' Peggy gun 'im a baby doll, wid a body made out'n a piece er co'n-stalk, en wid splinters fer a'ms en laigs, en a head made out'n elderberry peth, en two little red peppers fer feet. "'Dis yer baby doll, sez she, 'is Hannibal. Dis yer peth head is Hannibal's head, en dese yer pepper feet is Hannibal's feet.
"I'd have to shift my duds," he said, "and I ain't for huntin' sharks' eggs on Looney's say. What ye think, Peth? Shall we fill up that way?" "I ain't no hand for them swells," said Peth. "You go, cap'n, an' I'll stand by down here with Dinshaw." "Vait!" said Vanderzee, holding up a black hand. "Vot's der name? Locke!" He stepped into a tiny office behind the bar.
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