Broussard was not a man to expect favors from, and I had hated him with the first glimpse of his face, yet he possessed his racial characteristic of impulsive speech, and was thus far more approachable than the gruff German first officer.
Perhaps, if he believed me an accomplice, he might be led to talk, and even be induced to let drop some hint which would later prove useful.
I met him just forward of the chart-house, and the manner in which he eyed me was immediate proof that he remained uninformed as to my new status on board.
"How you com' on ze deck, M'sieur ?" he asked, his eyes threatening.
"By Gar, I thought you down below, locked in all tight," and he waved an expressive hand aft..