Argosy, Vol. 147, No. 1 — page 69: what you’re looking at

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her old course. After Mr. Danny here gets busy then well shift her to the The sea lawyer lead the way to the cap- tain’s cabin. A deathlike apathy had ny’s mind. Dumbly he tried to excuse him- self to himself—there had been so little time; in fact, no time at all, before the shambles. The peaked, sickly white face of the hysterical second mate wavered nex- yously before him. The stolid, splendid sinking to his knees of Brannigan. sponged with a single gesture all the ugly markings from his slate, whereas he, Danny — the word gave him almost a pleasurable feeling from the very hurt of +t had been a skunk, to his ideal, to all that— A solitary object, lying carelessly upon the leather settee of the captain’s cabin sent a stunning shock ripping through his brain. He wondered in a lightning flash whether or not the sea lawyer had noticed ‘t. With irritating precision and watchful- ness he circled the room, and tossing his coat over the object, hid it from sight. It was a woman’s shawl. seized upon Dan- IV. THERE was nothing particularly remark- able about the shawl—a light, flimsy thing of wool—the remarkable thing was that it should have been there at all. No breath of a woman being aboard had been sensed in the forecastle. The fact implied a2 num- ber of things. They curveted through Danny’s mind during the trifling period of time it had taken him to cross over and conceal the amazing object beneath his coat. If she had been the sort of woman who sometimes finds her way aboard for a pas- sage or two before being flung back upon the streets she came from no such efforts would have been made on the part of the old man to conceal the fact of her presence on the ship. That no one aft had known of her led Danny to suspect that she wasn't one of that sort at all, that she was some one of importance, some relative of one of the officers, perhaps— the idea seemed the most likely of the lot—the captain’s woman at all. awl might sum been there—somehow—anynonr = of them must know, even © the gods had in some sort him.a way out, set miraculously a fore him, the accomplishing of whic efface the stain of his him fit again in his own mind to mount the pedestal that syn him command. He fight for her, were the charts and the ship’s Ic the chart Danny saw ’s posit for the previous noon marked by a sma dot and circled. Dividers, pencils, paral rulers and erasers were scat over th chart just the skipper before— He -prought the point of his pencil On the other hand, The sea lawyer must not kr 5 made sure. It struck AMS would ote and if necessary, ale Turning to the sea lawyer he sz put her on her-course as soon as yt | git me the position you want to go to.” On a large table that stood neat u the vessel’s | as they had been left | shuddere¢ ture away. His eyes clung to a! overhead. It held, besides the ust ditch, Azimuth Tables and nautic . er io 3ti¢ ik ea XY |e nac, a treatise on ornithology and @ of Gertrude Atherton. re Here it is, Whalen, and remembe the little pig eyes of the sea lawyer glitt balefully—“ no monkey nes: questions!” Plotting the position given be ko * axes o = = . ¢ Lee . * SN on <* t-+ see » dead-white chart, Four hundred miles northward was a group of islands; anothe croup spattered delicately an qual disté to the northwestward. The latitude longitude given him, however, set $ are an unnamed island, represented ont by a dot. ea “The course, be s sou’west. until morning.” pe . tt dc ” he said, « will Nee - The sea lawyer nodded mutely. He before the glass, tapping it gently W crimy finger. ‘“ Dropping,” he mu “ dropping hard—I’m going up tk look. For the time being, 1 Vhalen stay in there when I don’t vant” ~¢ ) micboo ks.com row 2 |