And you'll get any share of the loot you want to name." There was another brief pause.
"I'm easy satisfied," said Harrigan.

"What I want is that the girl who has this cabin--Kate Malone--should be handled with gloves." "Ah, there speaks the Irish!" "I want the care of her to fall to my hands." "Aye, you could have ten like her, as far as I'm concerned." "Then I'm your man, Hovey.

There comes one of the mates.

Let's move on." "Right-o, lad." Their voices retreated, and after a time McTee looked down at Kate.

She was dazed, as if someone had struck her in the face.
"What does it mean, Angus ?" "Wasn't it plain?
Mutiny!" She struck her hand sharply across her forehead with a little moan.
"I warned you, Kate, that he was capable of anything, but I never dreamed of a proof coming as quickly as this." "I can't believe it; I won't believe it." He shrugged his shoulders.
"Why should I blame him ?" he said.