As I sped along I communicated to an officer of the port that there was the devil of a mess upon the _Maria_ which he would do well to investigate." By this time I was in my shirt and trousers and shouting to Mavovo and the others.

Soon they arrived, for as the costume of Mavovo and his company consisted only of a moocha and a blanket, it did not take them long to dress.
"Mavovo," I began, "there is trouble on the ship----" "O _Baba_," he interrupted with something resembling a grin, "it is very strange, but last night I dreamed that I told you----" "Curse your dreams," I said.

"Gather the men and go down--no, that won't work, there would be murder done.

Either it is all over now or it is all right.

Get the hunters ready; I come with them.