Howland and Virginia approaching. The girl's hair was flying loose and
she had a long blue coat thrown over her shoulders. The deck was
filled with heavy smoke.
"Captain," said the shipping magnate, "how are we now?"
Dan paused just an instant.
"Fighting hard," he replied, and then he added quickly, "Mr. Howland,
we need men. Two of the crew are gone. Ask some of the men of your
party, please, to go forward and report to Mr. Jackson. And you, Miss
Howland, go into the saloon right away--and stay there. Tell the
others that if they appear on deck before I give the word I shall have
them locked in."
The girl obeyed silently, but Mr. Howland paused irresolutely a second,
in which time Dan had turned and was hastening after his men.
"I will do as you say," Mr. Howland called after the retreating form of
the Captain, "but I want to talk to you first."
"All right, sir, come on then. You'll have to talk to me down in the
hold, I'm afraid."
The second mate and his men had in the meantime pried the battens from
the hatch and thrown it open. The hold was about half full of cotton
bales, railroad ties, oakum, resin, and the like, and they descended to
them by means of a scaling ladder, clambering thence toward the forward
bulkhead. One of the men had a lantern which cast a pallid glow about
the immediate vicinity, bringing into vague relief the well-ordered
masses of cargo, and ending suddenly against a hard wall of dark as
palpable as a barrier of stone.
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