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tside." He removed his belt from his waist and buckled it outside his oilskin coat. Then, when he had transferred the pistol from his pocket to the scabbard, he assisted the girl. "There," he said, as he stood back and looked at her, admiringly, "with all due regard for your good looks, Florrie, you resemble a cross between a cowboy and a second mate." "No more so than you," she retorted; "but I've lost my place as cook, I think." She pointed at the galley chimney, from which smoke was arising. Denman looked, and also became interested in an excited convention forward. Though Jenkins had sent the watch below and the rest to stations, only the two cooks had obeyed. The others, with the boat still rolling in the heavy sea, had surrounded Jenkins, and seemed to be arguing with him. The big man, saving his voice, answered only by signs as yet; but the voices of the others soon became audible to the two aft. "I tell you it's all worked out, Jenkins--all figured out while you were dopy in your bunk." Jenkins shook his head. Then followed an excited burst of reason and flow of words from which Denman could only gather a few disjointed phrases: "Dead easy, Jenkins--Run close and land--Casey's brother--Can hoof it to--Might get a job, which'd be better--Got a private code made up--Don't need money--Can beat his way in--My brother has a wireless--Take the dinghy; we don't need it--I'll take the chance if you have a life-buoy handy--Chance of a lifetime--Who wants beach combing in Africa--You see, he'll watch the financial news--I'll stow away in her--I tell you, Jenkins, there'll be no killing. I've made my mind up to that, and will see to it." The last speech was from Sampson; and, on hearing it, Jenkins waved them all away. Then he used his voice. "Get to stations," he said. "I'll think it out. Forsythe, take the bridge and dope out where we are." They scattered, and Forsythe mounted to the bridge, while Jenkins, still a sick man, descended to the forecastle. "What does it all mean, Billie?" asked the girl. "Haven't the slightest idea," answered Denman, as he seated himself beside her. "They've been hinting at big things; and Sampson said that they might raise my hair. However, we'll know soon. The wind is going down. This was the outer fringe of a cyclone." "Why don't they go ahead?" "Too much sea. These boats are made for speed, not strength. You can break their backs by steaming into a head s
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