passed the of his gaze over the tall heavy shouldered man with i z the seed of the haggard face who had joined the captain i am as much a pilot as anybody was s answer we are all here captain and i know every inch of these waters but the captain was impatient what i want is some of the authorities i want to talk with them and blame quick then hi do just as well again that suggestion of peace and his ship a raging furnace beneath his feet the captain s eyebrows lifted impatiently and nervously and his fist clenched as if he were about to strike a blow with it who in hell are you he demanded i am the chief magistrate was the reply in a voice that was still the and imaginable the tall heavy shouldered man broke out in a harsh laugh that was partly amusement but mostly hysterical both he and the captain regarded with incredulity and amazement that this beach the seed of should possess such high sounding dignity was inconceivable his cotton shirt exposed a chest and the fact that there was no beneath a worn straw hat failed to hide the ragged gray hair down his chest descended an beard in any shop two shillings would have him complete as he stood before them any relation to the of the the captain asked he was my great grandfather oh the captain said then himself my name is and this is my first mate mr they shook hands and now to business the captain spoke quickly the of a great haste pressing his speech we ve been on fire for over two weeks she s ready to break all hell loose any moment that s why i held for i want to beach her or her and save the the seed of then you made a mistake captain said you should have away for there s a beautiful beach there in a where the water is like a mill pond but we re here ain t we the first mate demanded that s the point we re here and we ve got to do something shook his head kindly you can do nothing here there is no beach there isn t even said the mate he repeated loudly as the captain him to be more soft spoken you can t tell me that sort of stuff where d ye keep your own boats hey � your or or whatever you have hey answer me that smiled as gently as he spoke his smile was a caress an embrace that surrounded the tired mate and sought to draw him into the and rest of s tranquil soul the seed of we have no or he replied and we carry our to the top of the cliff you ve got to show me the mate how d ye get around to the other islands tell me that we don t get around as governor of i sometimes go when i was younger i was away a great deal � sometimes on the trading but mostly on the missionary but she s gone now and we depend on passing vessels sometimes we have had as high as six calls in one year at other times a year and even longer has gone by without one passing ship yours is the first in seven months and you mean to tell me � the mate began but captain interfered enough of this we re losing time what is to be done mr the old man turned his brown eyes sweet as a woman s and both it the seed of captain and mate followed his gaze around from the lonely rock of to the crew forward and waiting anxiously for the announcement of a decision did not hurry he thought smoothly and slowly step by step with the of a mind that was never vexed or outraged by life the wind is light now he said finally there is a heavy current setting to the westward that s what made us fetch to the captain interrupted desiring to his yes that is what fetched you to went on well you can t work up against this current to day and if you did there is no beach your ship will be a total loss he paused and captain and mate looked despair at each other but i will tell you what you can do the breeze will to night around midnight � see those tails of clouds and the seed of that thickness to beyond the point there that s where she ll come from out of the hard it is three hundred miles to square away for it there is a beautiful bed for your ship there the mate shook his head come in to the cabin and we ll look at the said the captain found a stifling poisonous atmosphere in the pent cabin stray of invisible bit his eyes and made them sting the deck was almost hot to his bare feet the sweat poured out of his body he looked almost with apprehension about him this malignant internal heat was it was a marvel that the cabin did not burst into flames he had a feeling as if of being in a huge oven where the heat might at any moment increase and him up like a blade of grass as he lifted one foot and rubbed the the seed of hot sole against the leg of his trousers the mate laughed in a savage fashion the of hell he said hell herself is right down there under your feet it s hot cried involuntarily his face with a handkerchief here s the captain said bending over the table and pointing to a black speck in the midst of the white of the and here in between is another island why not run for that did not look at the that 