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VIII

           

           Theleadconfirmedhiswords;thedepthofwaterincreasedateverycast,andthesoulofexcitementdepartedsuddenlyfromthelascarswunginthecanvasbeltovertheSofala’sside.CaptainWhalleyorderedtheleadin,settheenginesaheadwithouthaste,andavertinghiseyesfromthecoastdirectedtheSerangtokeepacourseforthemiddleoftheentrance.

           Massybroughtthepalmofhishandwithaloudsmackagainsthisthigh.

           “Yougrazedonthebar.Justlookasternandseeifyoudidn’t.Lookatthetracksheleft.Youcanseeitplainly.Uponmysoul,Ithoughtyouwould!Whatmadeyoudothat?Whatonearthmadeyoudothat?Ibelieveyouaretryingtoscareme.”

           Hetalkedslowly,asitwerecircumspectly,keepinghisprominentblackeyesonhiscaptain.Therewasalsoaslightplaintivenoteinhisrisingcholer,for,primarily,itwastheclearsenseofawrongsufferedundeservedlythatmadehimhatethemanwho,forabeggarlyfivehundredpounds,claimedasixthpartoftheprofitsunderthethreeyears’agreement.WheneverhisresentmentgotthebetteroftheawethepersonofCaptainWhalleyinspiredhewouldpositivelywhimperwithfury.

           “Youdon’tknowwhattoinventtoplaguemylifeoutofme.Iwouldnothavethoughtthatamanofyoursortwouldcondescend...”

           Hepaused,halfhopefully,halftimidly,wheneverCaptainWhalleymadetheslightestmovementinthedeck-chair,asthoughexpectingtobeconciliatedbyasoftspeechorelserusheduponandhuntedoffthebridge.

           “Iampuzzled,”hewentonagain,withthewatchfulunsmilingbaringofhisbigteeth.

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