Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-01-28
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when the deckhands tried to get Craig
to go down to his room. With the
dull obstinacy of drunken man, he
refused to stir; he was perfectly sat
isfied to stay where he was. The three
brown men stood irresolutely and help
lessly around tho man. Everyone had
gone below. The hose was ready to
flush the deck. It did not matter: he.
Craig. would not bulge.
Leave me alone. you black beg
gars!"
But. sahib," began ono Of tho Las
cars. who spoke English.
Don't talk to me. tell you, get
QUIT" striking at their feet with his
swollen hands.
Warrington, who had not lain down
at all, but who had wandered about
the free decks like some lost soul from
the Flying Dutchman. Warrington.
hearing voices. came out Of the smoke
room. A glance was sufficient A
devils humor took possession Of him.
He walked over.
Get up" he said quietly.
Craig blinked up at him from out Of
puffed eyes. go to the devil! Fine
specimen to order me about"
''Will you get up peacefully7 These
men have work to do"
Craig was blind to his danger.
whats that to me? Go away, all Of
you, to the devil, for all care. I'll
get up when get damn good and
ready. Not before"
Warrington picked up the hose.
"Sahib!" cried the Lascar in pro-
test
BE still" ordered Warrington.
"Craig. for tho last time. win you get
,up7
moi"
Warrington turned tho key, and a
deluge Of cold water struck Craig
full in the chest. He tried to sit up.
but was Knocked fat. Then he rolled
over on the deck, choking and sput.
tering. He crawled on his hands and
knees until he reached the chair-rail,
which he clutched desperately, draw.
ing himself up. The pitiless stream
never swerved. It smacked against
the nat OF his back Ike the impact Of
4 hand. ~ -
"For Gods sake stop it!" cried
Craig. half strangled.
'Wiu you 90 below?
Eyes, yes! Turn It away!" sober
enough by now.
Warrington switched OF the key.
his face humorless. though there was
q sparkle Of grim humor in his sleep.
hungry eyes. Craig leaned against the
deckhouse. shaking and painting.
II would could get at your soul as
easily" Warrington threw aside the
hose, and the Lascars sprang upon 1t,
not knowing what the big blond sahib
might do next
Craig turned. venom on his tongue.
He spoke . phrase. In an instant, cold
with fury. Warrington had him by
the throat.
"You low base curl" he said. shak.
Ing the man until he resembled q man.
ikin on wires. Had you been sober
last night, I'd have thrown you into
the sea. Honorless dog! You wrote
to Miss Chetwood. You insulted her.
too. II you wish to die, speak to her
again"
/ Craig struggled fercely to free him.
self. He wasn't sure. by the look of
the other mans eyes, that he wasn't
going to be killed then and there.
There was something cave-mannish
and cruel in the way Warrington wor-
ried the man. shaking him from side
to side and forcing him along the deck.
Suddenly he released his hold, adding
a buffet on the side of the head that
sent Craig reeling and sobbing into
the companionway.
I "Here, say, what's the row."
Warrington looked over his shout.
der. The call had come from the first
officer.
I, "A case Of drunkenness" coolly.
But say, we can't have brawlins
on deck, sir. You ougt. to know that
II the mans conduct was out Of order.
you should have brought your com.
plant before the captain or me. We
really can't have any rowing. sir"
Warrington replied gravely: Eek.
pediency was quite necessary"
Whats this" The ofhcer espied
the soaked bedding. who turned the
hose here?"
II did" answered Warrington.
II shall have to report that to the
captain. sir. It's against the rules
aboard this steamship for passengers
to touch anything Of that sort" The
officer turned and began violently to
abuse the bewildered Lascars.
Warrington entered the companion.
way; and moment later he heard the
water hiss along the deck. He was
mot in the least sorry for what he had
done: still, he regretted the act Craig
was beast, aud there was no know.
ing what he might do or say. Still
dressed, he flung himself in his bunk.
and Immediately fell into heavy
dreamless sleep that endured until
luncheon.
Shortly after luncheon he was sum.
noned to the captains cabin. War
,rington presented himself. mildly Gu
'rious. The captain nodded to q stool.
'sit down, Mr.. Warrington. VIII You
have q cheroot?"
Eyes, thanks"
A crackle Of matches followed.
IS .sIEhs.ss fellow Craig has complained
about his treatment by you this morn