Out of the muddle one thing loomed clearly: he could not be revenged upon his cabin-mate without getting himself into deep trouble.

Money; he'd stick to that.
"Who is he ?" "Name's Webb; firs'-class steward on th' _Celtic_.

Damn 'im!" "Lock this fool up till morning," said Haggerty.

"I'll find out what he's been robbed of." "British subject!" roared Jameson.
"Not t'night.

Take 'im away.