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And if we happen to come out on top, Sandy, I'll see that you get a share out of it." "Thank you, sir." "I'll come out with you," said Rainey. "If any one comes in before you get clear, I'll give you an order. I sent for you, understand." But Sandy got back into the galley without any trouble. Rainey began to pace the cabin again, and then went back into his own room to line the thing up.
We ain't developed much of a love-story as yit, but you never can tell." He laughed, and Peggy Simms got up quietly, folded her sewing, and said "Good night" composedly before she went to her room. "How about it, Rainey?" quizzed Lund. "How about the love part of it? She's a beauty, an' she'll be an heiress. Ain't you got enny red blood in yore veins? Don't you want her?
And Rainey, for the first time, began to sense it as something approaching, sinister, almost tangible. "You drop in on the hunters an' have a little game of poker ter-night," said Lund emphatically. "I haven't got much money with me," said Rainey. "Money, hell!" mocked Lund. "They don't play for money. They play for shares in the gold.
No open reference was made to the desertion of Lund on the floe. But Rainey knew that it rankled in Lund's mind. The five, Peggy Simms, her father, Carlsen, Lund and Rainey, ostensibly messed together, but Rainey's duties generally kept him on deck until Carlsen had sufficiently completed his own meal to relieve him. By that time the girl and the captain had left the table.
They were after gold this trip, not seals. "'Cordin' to the agreement," Lund said to Rainey, "the gold's to be split into a hundred shares. One for each sailorman, an' they chip in for the boy. Two for the hunters, two for the cook, four for Bergstrom, the first mate, who died at sea. Twenty for 'ship's share. Fifty shares to be split between Simms an' me."
Again Rainey felt the tug of that something back of the dark lenses, some speculation going on in the man's mind concerning him. And he felt the firm fingers contract ever so slightly, sinking into the muscles of his forearm for a second with a hint of how they could bruise and paralyze at will.
All eyes were turned toward the Doctor. "You will judge me insane if I tell you what I think it was," he answered. "But here you are; I think it was a tiger." "A tiger?" "Tiger?" Every man voiced his unbelief. "A tiger in the Arctic?" "Impossible!" "That's absurd." For answer the Doctor drew from his notebook a newspaper clipping, bidding Rainey read it aloud.
With this bluff from the bench ringin' in my years, I shall refoose drinks with all onknown sots, ontil I sees for myse'f they's proper characters for me to be sociable with. Tharfore, barkeep, I renoo my determination to pay for them drinks; at the same tune, I orders another round. Do you turn for me or no?" ""Not none you don't," says the friend of Jack Rainey.
And, unused to the possession of firearms, still drowsy, he forgot the automatic, intent upon rallying to the cry of the giant. As he made for the companionway, the girl came out of her father's room. "What is it?" she cried. "Lund hunters!" Rainey called back as he sped up the stairs.
As soon as Miss Coates had disappeared, Hallowell turned to Rainey, his face lit with pleased and childish anticipation. "Well," he whispered eagerly, "is she here?" Rainey nodded and glanced in the direction opposite to the one Miss Coates had taken. "She's been waiting half an hour. And the Professor too." "Bring them at once," commanded Mr. Hallowell excitedly.
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