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Updated: June 24, 2025
With the sound of the shot a samurai sank to the floor, dead, and the others, unaccustomed to firearms, drew back in dismay. Again Theriere fired point-blank into the crowded room, and this time two men fell, struck by the same bullet. Once more the warriors retreated, and with an exultant yell Theriere followed up his advantage by charging menacingly upon them.
"I didn't mean that you must necessarily dress like them; but BE like them act like them talk like them, as Mr. Theriere did, you know. He was a gentleman." "An' I'm not," said Billy. "Oh, I didn't mean THAT," the girl hastened to explain. "Well, whether youse meant it or not, it's so," said the mucker. "I ain't no gent I'm a mucker.
She found it almost equally difficult to believe that Mr. Theriere was so much more sinned against than sinning as he would have had her believe. And yet, did his story not sound even more plausible than that of Divine which she had accepted before Theriere had made it possible for her to know the truth? Why, then, was it so difficult for her to believe the Frenchman?
That pig of a Ward had sealed his own death warrant, of that Theriere was convinced. The boats were now quite close to the yacht, which had slowed down almost to a dead stop. In answer to the query of the Lotus' captain Skipper Simms was explaining their trouble. "I'm Captain Jones," he shouted, "of the brigantine Clarinda, Frisco to Yokohama with dynamite.
It took Theriere off his guard, threw him down and hurtled him roughly across the deck, landing him in the scuppers, bleeding and stunned. The next wave would carry him overboard. Released from surveillance the balance of the crew pushed and fought their way into the cabin only the mucker remained without, staring first at the prostrate form of the mate and then at the open cabin hatch.
Fully half the crew of the Halfmoon either went down with the falling rigging or were crushed by the crashing weight of the mast as it hurtled against the deck. Skipper Simms rushed back and forth screaming out curses that no one heeded, and orders that there was none to fill. Theriere, on his own responsibility, looked to the hatches.
Across the deck, amidships, the men had congregated to watch Theriere's operations, while beyond them stood Barbara Harding held fascinated by the grim tragedy that was unfolding before her upon this accursed vessel. Theriere leaned over the open hatch, in full view of the waiting Byrne, ready below. There was the instant report of a firearm and a bullet whizzed close past Theriere's head.
"Then we can't do anything until daylight," said the Frenchman. "Not a ting, and at daylight we'll most likely have a scrap on our hands from below," and the mucker jerked his thumb in the direction of the cove. "I think," said Theriere, "that we had better spend an hour arming ourselves with sticks and stones. We've a mighty good position up here.
Den, if I need youse you can come a-runnin' an' open up all over de shop wid de artillery, or if I gets de lizzie outen de jug an' de Chinks push me too clost youse'll be here where yeh can pick 'em off easy-like." "You'll be taking all the risk that way, Byrne," objected Theriere, "and that's not fair."
"The jungle approaches the village most closely on the opposite side the side in rear of the chief's hut," pointed out Theriere. "We must circle about until we can reach that point undetected, then we may formulate further plans from what our observations there develop." "An' dis?" Byrne shoved a thumb at Oda Iseka. "We'll take him with us it wouldn't be safe to let him go now."
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