"A boat on the bay would surely go down." Having finished the meal, Lesher and Baxter sat down in the living room to smoke and to talk over the situation.

The mate continued to drink, and half an hour later he fell asleep, sitting on the bench, and with his head on the table.
"The beast!" said Dora, as she peeped out at him.

"Well, there is one satisfaction," she continued: "he cannot harm us while he is asleep." "You girls better have your own dinner," called out Baxter.

"I aint going to eat you up." "We will get our dinner when we please," said Nellie, as she came out.

"We are not afraid of you, Dan Baxter." No more was said for a long time.