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"Yes, I do." The man put up his hands. Instantly Dan's left broke down the guard; his right fist landed squarely on the stoker's jaw, sending him reeling to the bunker wall, where he fell. It was a clean knock-out. "Go douse your friend with a pail of water, Mouse." Dan, still grinning, picked up his shovel and went to work.
Hopkins willingly consented to the arrangement which had been proposed, and agreed to go with the young lady on her visit to the Rev. Mr. Stoker's study. They were both arrayed in their field-day splendors on this occasion.
There was a very long pause, during which I assumed an aspect of serious and dignified rebuke. "Is it possible?" said I, in a low tone, after the manner of Kean's offended fathers. "What! you, Mr. Sawley the stoker's friend the enemy of gambling the father of Selina condescend to so equivocal a transaction? You amaze me!
"Ten 'underd to one," groaned the engineer. Another blank silence was broken by the stoker's saying, with a savage oath: "I wish that boy was alive, I do." "I know your feeling," agreed the engineer sympathetically. "It 'ud be a comfort to you to kick 'im or any-think else weak and small wot didn't durst to kick back."
Captain von Kessel ordered the stoker's death to be kept secret, particularly requesting the two physicians not to mention it. Formalities had to be gone through, documents had to be drawn up and signed. This kept them busy until dark, when the first call for dinner was trumpeted across the deck and through the gangways of the first-class section.
The last ordinary train to Antwerp had gone long before Heideck reached the station. But a short interview with the railway commissioner sufficed, and an engine was at once placed at the Major's disposal. When he had mounted to the stoker's place the station-master saluted and signalled to the driver to start.
They did so, and four of the stoker's mates, staggering, stopping, lurching and panting, carried the long package on deck to the railing, where at the word of command they let it slide into the sea. When Doctor Wilhelm bade Frederick good-night, he added: "You ought to try to go to sleep." They parted, and Frederick hunted for a sheltered spot on deck, where he could spend the night.
For a moment the big stoker's arm quivered to strike, then slowly fell. "You ain't worth smashin'," Sullivan snarled, and turned away. "Well, what d'yer know about that!" the new stoker cried. "It's that way all the time," he was answered; "there ain't a trip Dan don't ball the Mouse out to a fare-you-well; but he never lays hand to 'im. None of us knows why." "You don't? Well, I do.
Stoker preach a sermon from Luke vii. 48, which made both the women shed tears, but especially so excited Miss Cynthia that she was in a kind of half-hysteric condition all the rest of the day. After that Myrtle was quieter and more docile than ever before. Could it be, Miss Silence thought, that the Rev. Mr. Stoker's sermon had touched her hard heart?
But he did speak as follows: "I am glad to hear what you say of the Rev. Joseph Bellamy Stoker's love of being useful to people of all ages. You have had comfort in his companionship, and there are others who might be very glad to profit by it. I know a very excellent person who has had trials, and is greatly interested in religious conversation.
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