The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1910-04-15
CHAPTER xIv.-Ccntinued.

II would like to have talk wiz you,
Mons. Stephens" he said, quite re-
s%pectfully, swaying to the wild leaps
of the vessel. Maybe If we go to re
lee of re cabin here Well be out Of re
win"
/ followed him in silence, wondering
what could be coming now, yet ready
enough to take advantage of any OPP
portunity which might present itself.
De Nova braced his back against the
rail. his cap drawn SO low that could
perceive little of his face but the gilt
ter Of black eyes.
We're q little bit bozzered wat to
do, Anderson an me-" he began. evil
IDENTIFY i'll at ease and scarcely know
ing how to express himself. IAN so we
talk 1t .ovaire. an decide maybe we
bettah speak wiz you about 1t now, be-
fore re mattaire get NOR bad, or re
men forward catch on to re facts an
get ugly. Maybe it ONE out all right,
maybe not, but. by gar, 1t amt no
uice job to go sail bout zese seas un-
der q madman-sacre. non!"
"A UldUlldu. l SIIIOSu III q
ment. do you mean Tuttle"
He nodded gravely, his expression
devoid Of all merriment-
"'Tis re way it was. We not know
sure w'ezzer you see it Eat way or no,
but, damme, Mons. Stephens, if re
fellow amt mad as re March hare. He
was re fine sailor all right-oui. Eat
was true-nobody get more out of re
Sea Queen zan he get. Sacre! he
drive re sheep hard; 1t make my hair
white re way he hol' on. Maybe ! not
be 'fraid to take re chance of re 10Y
age II 1t just be all men on board. |
not care zen, for | risk my life wiz re
oszera. But, monsieur. l keep myself
70 sink Of re ladies down below, IN
how sat fellow was gettin' more crazy
III a. time. Sacre! it makes me
crazy. too. Zere's no KNOWN wat he
do ven he Eat way; he take spells
We maybe he murder. l hear him
mutter Ii: l see 1t in re mans eye. He
Vas much afraid of you, monsieur, an
rat Il se time wen such fellows get
wat you call it?-ze d~angaire."
stared into the mates face. barely
able to comprehend this quick justi-
ncation OF my forebodings. brought SO
closely home. futile was odd enough
"a be SIRE, eccentric in both word and
action. cracked undoubtedly in mat
ters of spiritism, but that he was a
really dangerous lunatic had never
once entered my head. l shivered at
sudden realization Of the peril We were
In, but remained only partially con.
WINGED.
what reason have you to think the
Ma - bad n al that?"
We'll, monsieur. watch him for
long time: Bill, he watch him, for we
moi like se way he act since WI first
sail. Maybe he be luny before zen
but he get worse on 70 voyage. Bill
IN me. We talk It all ovaire, an re
asate not tell &c same story re way ne
did IN Valparaiso. He forget some. ne
add more. BY gar. l lose much my
faith II II. II rat ship show up. or ze
ieland, either. l be mighty surprise.
Oui. oui! ze man Tuttle. he crazy all
rlght; We know Eat for sure. Do ne
9 talk viz you. monsieur"
No. not lately; indeed. he haa
eearcely spoken to me since our trou.
I ~.
Eat was It: xat was Wy you not
Notice. Well. he talk much-w'at YOU
all - blue streak-to Bill m me.
6ainte Anne, how he talk! He have
new talk every day. an re notions. he
epeak mako : dog sick, by gar! Lis
een; 4 AAa1 some sings. | was on watch.
Zen comes up from xe cabin; he
80 dress. but Il cold q hell" De
aN nm 1lyorod; ret ~ walk back m