"On deck, or I'll flog you well!" "Ye won't tech me!" cried Jerry, his temper rising.

"I aint under orders no more, mind that.

Now you let him out, or I'll do it.

You was a fool to lock him up in the first place." He moved toward the brig, but Lesher caught him by the arm.
"Let's teach this chap a lesson, too!" came from Baxter, and, like a flash, he struck old Jerry in the back of the head.

The first blow was followed by a second, and down went the tar, the blood oozing from one of his wounds.
"Don't hit him again!" cried Lesher hastily.