"If you do, come on." "I don't want anything more to-night," growled the bully, and sat down beside Jack Lesher.
It was rather an uncomfortable evening.

The thoughts of each of the party were busy.

At the first opportunity Dick called old Jerry to one side.
"Jerry, we must watch those two fellows closely," he said.
"Right ye are, Dick." "I am afraid Lesher will be ugly when he wakes up." "More'n likely, lad--he always was on board ship.

The drink gives him an awful temper." "I am, going to put the liquor where he can't get it." "He'll make ye give it to him." "Will he?
Just you wait and see," replied Dick firmly.
It was decided to let Lesher rest in the hammock all night.

Baxter was given a cot in the living room of the house.