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He handed one to Bony Sawyer, another to Red Sanders and a third to a man by the name of Wison. "Now, my men," said Skipper Simms, "we will go below and bring Byrne up. Bring him alive if you can but bring him." No one made a move to enter the forecastle. "Go on now, move quickly," commanded Skipper Simms sharply. "Thought he said 'we'," remarked one of the sailors.
"I'm ag'in' Simms," replied the mucker non-committally. Bony Sawyer, Red Sanders, Blanco, Wison, and two others drew in behind Billy Byrne. "We all's wid Billy," announced Blanco. Divine and Barbara Harding stood a little apart. Both were alarmed at the sudden, hostile turn events had taken. Simms, Ward, and Theriere were the only members of the party armed.
"Why not let bygones be bygones, an' all of us join forces ag'in' these murderin' heathen? There won't be any too many of us at best Red an' Wison seen more'n two thousan' of the man-eatin' devils.
Ugh! Poor Miller. Poor Swenson. It's orful. Did you see wot they done to 'em beside cuttin' off their heads?" "Yes," whispered Wison, looking suddenly behind him. Red Sanders gave a little start, peering in the direction that his companion had looked. "Wot was it?" he whimpered. "Wot did you do that fer?" "I thought I seen something move there," replied Wison.
This far at least she had been with them. The men now spread out upon either side of the track Theriere and Red Sanders upon one side, Byrne and Wison upon the other. Occasionally Theriere would return to the trail to search for further indications of the spoor they sought.
On the other hand, he reasoned, it would be as much to their advantage to have the deserters return to them as it would to the deserters themselves, for when they had heard the story told by Red Sanders and Wison of the murder of the others of the party they too would realize the necessity for maintaining the strength of the little company to its fullest.
Blanco and Wison alone made any attempt to repel the assault. The big Negro ran to Divine's side and snatched the terror-stricken man's revolver from his belt. Then turning he fired at Ward. The bullet, missing its intended victim, pierced the heart of a sailor directly behind him, and as the man crumpled to the ground, rolling down the steep declivity, his fellows sought cover.
"I don't see that we're goin' to gain nothin' by fightin' 'em," said Wison. "There ain't nothin' in it any more nohow for nobody since the girl's gorn. Let's chuck it, an' see wot terms we can make with Squint Eye." "Well," grumbled the Negro, "I can't fight 'em alone; What yo doin' dere, Bony?"
Theriere turned once to see that they were following him, and then a turn in the trail hid them from his view. Red Sanders stopped. "Damme if I'm goin' to get my coconut hacked off on any such wild-goose chase as this," he said to Wison. "The girl's more'n likely dead long ago," said the other. "Sure she is," returned Red Sanders, "an' if we go buttin' into that there thicket we'll be dead too.
"I wonder how far behind Sanders and Wison are," he remarked to Byrne after they had been on the trail for the better part of an hour. "Hadn't we better wait for them to catch up with us? Four can do a whole lot more than two." "Not wen Billy Byrne's one of de two," replied the mucker, and continued doggedly along the trail.
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