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On the Horizon

           

           Meanwhile,ifNegorocouldnotbemaderesponsibleforafallwhichseemedtobeinvoluntary,DickSandhadreasontobeastonishedthathewas,atthathour,aftintheship.

           "Whatareyoudoingthere?"heaskedhim.

           "WhatIplease,"repliedNegoro.

           "Yousay"criedDickSand,whocouldnotrestrainhisanger.

           "Isay,"repliedtheheadcook,"thatthereisnorulewhichforbidswalkingaft."

           "Well,Imakethattherule,"repliedDickSand,"andIforbidyou,remember,tocomeaft."

           "Indeed!"repliedNegoro.

           Thatman,soentirelyunderself-control,thenmadeamenacinggesture.

           Thenovicedrewarevolverfromhispocket,andpointeditattheheadcook.

           "Negoro,"saidhe,"recollectthatIamneverwithoutthisrevolver,andthatonthefirstactofinsubordinationIshallblowoutyourbrains!"

           AtthatmomentNegorofelthimselfirresistiblybenttothedeck.

           ItwasHercules,whohadjustsimplylaidhisheavyhandonNegoro’sshoulder.

           "CaptainSand,"saidthegiant,"doyouwantmetothrowthisrascaloverboard?Hewillregalethefishes,whoarenothardtoplease!"

           "Notyet,"repliedDickSand.

           Negororoseassoonastheblack’shandnolongerweigheduponhim.

           But,inpassingHercules:

           "Accursednegro,"murmuredhe,"I’llpayyouback!"

           Meanwhile,thewindhadjustchanged;atleast,itseemedtohaveveeredroundforty-fivedegrees.And,notwithstanding,asingularthing,whichstruckthenovice,nothingintheconditionoftheseaindicatedthatchange.

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