13/30 But to you I'll rip it right out. I got a ship.' 'A ship ?' cried Herrick. 'What ship ?' 'That schooner we saw this morning off the passage.' 'The schooner with the hospital flag ?' 'That's the hooker,' said Davis. 'She's the Farallone, hundred and sixty tons register, out of 'Frisco for Sydney, in California champagne. Captain and mate were the only white men; all the hands Kanakas; seems a queer kind of outfit from a Christian port. |