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Then catching the steward's legs, he threw him over, head first, into the sea. "Good for you!" shouted Trask, and leaping forward, grabbed up his revolver and aimed it at the boat. "Stop!" he shouted. "Stop this minute or I'll fire!" The rowers looked over their shoulders, and seeing that Trask had them covered, backed water furiously despite the shouts of Peth to go on.
Peth came up the weather side of the poop, and seeing the trio with the captain, turned abruptly to go forward again. "Did you want to see me, Mr. Peth?" called Jarrow. The mate stopped, and pushing his cap to the back of his head, grumbled an assent. "What about?" asked Jarrow, leaning his elbows on the top of the cabin trunk. "I wanted to speak private," said Peth, grumblingly.
Trask let the business rest there and went up with Locke again to enjoy the brilliant moonlight and listen to the impromptu concert which the crew had begun with a mouth organ and a flute. Even Peth joined in the fun, and unbent to the extent of whistling some popular airs of the sad and sentimental variety with many trills and flourishes.
I went down to oil mine after Peth moved out, and found one gone when " "Then we're all right," said Jarrow. "If you and Mr. Locke brought guns we don't need to worry. I've got a couple, myself. I guess we can handle anything that carries away for'ard here." "Why did you move the lantern?" demanded Trask.
Finally Jarrow waved his hand to Doc, and turned to follow the steward, when Peth ran forward, and stepped between Jarrow and Doc. He whipped out a pistol and pointed it at the captain. The others came out of the brush at this, and Doc took to his heels, running for the boat like a deer.
Doc was silent for a time, as if he were pondering the matter. "Yo' all shore come a-lookin' for b'ar," he opined, taking the glass which Trask thrust out at him. "But yo' all don't need to be squirmish about Mr. Peth. If he goes to act up, I'll settle his hash." "How's that?" Doc chuckled again. "I know how to handle that low-down trash," he whispered, tragically. "I'd drap somethin' in his tea.
"Not if you help us get back to Manila, and make no more trouble." "We don't want no trouble, honest to Gawd!" said Shope. "Mr. Peth he got us to go ashore just for fun," said Bevins. "I know we had no call for doin' of it but he said we'd be back in the mornin'. Said the skipper give orders for it." "We'll call it square if you men turn to," said Trask.
"I might ha' stayed back," grumbled Peth, as they mounted the stoop of the deserted veranda. "You lay a course for the bar while I brace the gent at the office," said Jarrow. "Don't have nothin' to say." Mr.
"They want to come back," said Jarrow. "Peth sends word that if you'll take 'em, they'll return to duty if you'll call it square. Seems like they've tried a wrinkle of burnin' the sand to git gold, but it won't work, an' they're plumb disgusted." "We won't take Peth's word about anything," said Trask.
He said nobody comin' back here nohow, en how Jarrow'll have to stay there with 'em ontil they was paid. "De old man he 'lowed he ain't no bank on wheels, and Mr. Peth he say back he don't care whar de money come f'om, he's gwine have it, en he slash up wid a gun en say to come along, en come quick.
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