from his pocket. He bit the end from it with a
twisting motion of his head. The tall man sighed wearily.

"Ach!" said Vanderzee. "No harm. Who iss to giff mind to vat he
say? He iss crassy."

"There's a-plenty to give mind to it," snarled Jarrow. "Didn't I
lose a charter last dry season to bring wood from Mindoro? What
with this booby-bird goin' round Manila with word I'm to take the
_Nuestra_ to his fool island, who's to want my boat? Here I am now,
lookin' to sign up a gover'ment hay charter, and he'll put me high
and dry if this word is passed along again. I won't have it. I'll
see the police."

"Can't ye let me tell----?" began Dinshaw.

"Come along of me, Peth," said Jarrow. The angular man, who had
arranged the upper part of his body in such manner that the bar
afforded possibilities for rest, unfolded himself and moved toward
his companion.

"I'll make ye all rich," wailed Dinshaw.

"You'll cost me a pretty penny, that's what!" exploded Jarrow,
turning back from the door. "I never said I'd take ye, and ye can
git that out of yer fool head! Here I am, kickin' my heels around
port and my schooner feedin' barnacles off the breakwater, all
'cause ye've got somethin' chafin' yer top-hamper. I won't stand
for it no more."

"But I got a man to take us," pleaded Dinshaw, going after him. "A
man said he'd charter the _Nuestra_ and we'd all go. Two men and a
lady it was, up at the----"

"Oh, I've heard enough of yer cock-and-bull yarns," retorted
Jarrow, who was not averse to freeing his mind on Dinshaw. "What
the devil do ye want to make fast to me fer! I don't want ye
traversin' round charterin' my schooner and me. Makin' jokes for
the loafers up on the canal. Ye done that once before, and ye'll do
it again. I'll have the police on ye! It's about time Prayerful
Jones was shut of lettin' loose his bums and lunatics on us folks
with property."

"No harm," said Vanderzee, soothingly.

"I say it is harm! I'm hailed whurever I go about this business of
the old un's island, Van! Just 'cause I've got a schooner, it's
Jarrow, Jarrow, Jarrow! I'd look fine and smart cruisin' round for
a P. D. island, wouldn't I? Now tell me that?"

"It's a lie!" cried Dinshaw. "Them geodetic youngsters didn't look
for my island, an' what's more, they wouldn't know it if they found
it. That's why they come back with a 'Position Doubtful' report.
Think I'm goin' to let them young whippersnappers know about my
island so they can fi