But McTee wrenched his arms away and fled out on the deck.

He blundered into Jerry Hovey, who started back at sight of him.
"What's happened, sir ?" asked the bos'n.

"Been seein' ghosts ?" "Damn you," growled McTee, "I had a nap and a bad dream--a hell of a nightmare." "You look it! You heard what Harrigan said?
Does that sound as if I had enough backing ?" "If the rest of them are as strong for it as Harrigan, it does." "As strong for it as Harrigan?
Between you and me--just a whisper in your ear--I don't think Harrigan is half as strong for it as he talks.
I don't trust him, somehow." "No ?" "Look here," said the bos'n cautiously.

"We hear there was once some trouble between you and Harrigan ?" "Well ?" "Would you waste much tune if somethin' was to happen to him--say in the middle of the night, silent and unexpected ?" "I would not! Take him by the foot and heave him into the sea.

Very good idea, Hovey.