Isle o' Dreams

a Talk wit

his things in order in his room, and sent the steward insi

Doc, as he made an effort to get the straps loose.

rest against his back, holding it partly closed with one hand. It was his purpo

ing with the straps. It was hot in the room, and rather dar

schooner, aren't

' shipped fo'

. Peth?" Trask kept his voi

. Peth. I know him

ailed with

row an' Mr. Peth off an' on six year

Just press the l

th yo' possessions," s

of a man is

me o' these hyar native trash go'n walk off wid

Mr. Peth wanted to

just kind

o you

' git along wid nobody,

ptain Jarrow a lon

and then looked out into the main cabin, as if t

mb," he said, in

th's th

er, that man. Argue en argue en argue. He ain't fixin' to hu

do when he s

, he hunts a hole an' he crawls in

you're afr

He chuckled again, and wagged his head. He could not manipulate the lock

der Mr. Peth a

sho'

he dan

say nothin' agin a man, 'specially whe

s fancy," said Trask, convinced now that Doc was merel

, stab him right in the back o' the neck with one o' these hyar Sweden knives with a ring on the handle. He was a planter down Zamboang

trying to make him out a bad man.

ye, if I don'? Reckon that Zamboanga planter's gwine c

ust get along if they've bee

y we-all say it. Mr. Peth an' de cap'n? Huh! Them tw

arrel a

, an' Cap'n Jarrow he wants fer to git him out. I look for him to drap

. Peth didn't want

reckon he picked out Cap'n Jarrow's Sunday friends, does ye? No, suh. Mr. Peth, he k

, to have the mate in with the c

hataway," said Doc

y n

Jarrow's got som

side with the

whar his bread is buttered, an' he ke

th know

to fergit it. An' the cook, h

s

go argufyin' wi

hat could t

then went on: "Do? He'd let a meat axe in him. Yo' jes' want to stand clear if yo' see Mr. Peth an' Tom loo

k. I'll use the lower. So Peth and Jarrow fight. Do you mean to tell me t

to worry a hambone. Not out an' out strakin', but jes' kind o' pickin' en a p

e. When the bag was partly empty Trask opened a leather pocket that was fitted to one of the compartments. He gave an

e matter?"

e misplaced somet

go an' git skeered 'count o' M

dy in this party is ve

knows quality folks the minute I comes across

do you

n with a ship full o' low-down rakin's

tain Jarrow a

," sa

bout th

d l

e crew can't

eyes on yo' all, I like fo' to throwed a fit. Huh! 'Ristocrats ain' no business hoppin' along in

tea-party to which t

' go fo' to f

at are you trying to do? Make me af

s woolly head an

fo' to say," he declare

ble as a friend and an ally, the garrulous steward might prove to be dangerous as a gossip. Trask feared that he had made a mistake by discussing t

call on me," he whispered as he went out. "I don'

st Captain Jarrow and Peth. He did not care to enter into any sort of an arrangem

ng, Mr. Trask, I'll

dy for my sake. You're merely to let me know in case anything goe

said Doc, with one of his peculiar ch

aid Trask. Doc was promising to

steward, and went

ned the pistol. He made a careful search. But the pistol was gone and he was sure

cts. But after going through two smaller bags, and shaking out every bit of clothing, e

parently had gone through the bag looking for arms, for nothing else had been disturbed. And it must have taken some time to open the straps and put them back in place, for the

k had found the flap back in place and buckled down. Likewise, the bag had been opened

ed he stood up and let Trask pass out the contents. Peth had been in the room

estion the mate about it, and to report his loss to Jarrow might precipitate more t

the matter up at a time more

to arouse his suspicions against anybody in the vessel. But he had a