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skipper, who resents my interference,
and the owner, whose temper varies
according to the time of day."
The boy forgot his pains in the pros
pect of being able to leave the society
Of the crew and see his sister.
Presently Railway went below.
When Bettington came on deck it was
deserted. He took the opportunity
to make an investigation Of the AL
batross.
Metzger was not in the engine room.
Remington looked anxiously at Kenzie.
He was planning ahead and needed
allies. He wondered what hold the
Boss had upon this engineer who sell
dom, or ever, left his engines, except
to sleep.
The cook welcomed the chance to
talk. whats good for a sick stom-
ach, Doc?" he inquired.
"Fasting," he was told. This time
Bettington had good look at the
chef. He was very fat man and his
eyes were too close together. The first
glance showed him a gross, jovial
man; closer inspection showed him
to be scheming, sensual and vain.
Bettington went from the galley de-
pressed. In order to feel assured of
success in case he had to declare open
war against Sam, Metzger and their
commander, he had at least to remove
the disparity in numbers by recruiting
some of the men to his cause. So far
he could only think Of Sliyers, minute
representative of the insalubrious
Cherry Hill district which lies along
the lower east side of New York's
waterfront. Bettington knew the
gamins of that district. Slivers had
probably started life, feeling the hand
of the law was against him. He would
readily fall in line with those who ar
rayed themselves against established
order.
On his way to his own quarters Bet
tington saw Clements. g
by the way" he began, 81 wanted
to ask you about meals. Am sup
posed to dine with the Radways?"
NO" said Clements. "You mess
with the officers. That Is Hallett,
Leary, Metzger and Halletts nephew.
I usually mess In my room. I'd like
you to share lunch with me today.
There are certain business matters I
want to discuss"
very WELL" Bettington answered.
1t was eight bells when Slivers
brought luncheon into the room. At
half-past twelve the lad had removed
the dishes.
IL have half-an-hour before | need
put on that damnable jacket and ask
Hallett if he wants a second helping.
beg you to believe, Doctor Orme,
that I am not servant by accident
but by design.
81 know all that is interesting oe
your career" Clement went on. DO
you know anything of miner
Absolutely nothing"
"Have you ever seen me befOre"
"Never. I'm sure of that. My men,
DRY for faces is unfailingly good"
"And yet Clements went on, my
face has been in almost every big
newspaper in the world There have
been rewards for my apprehension
which in the aggregate exceed those
ever offered for another man."
Bettington smiled politely. It was
as though he did not want to awaken
the other from a pleasing delusion.
81 see you do not believe me. That
is part of my triumph. Did you ever
hear of Reuben Beardsley"
mot to my knowledge
"And yet you had no more sincere
admirer. He was In one of your classes
in surgery. To him there was no such
operator in the world as Andrew
Orme."
Bettington said nothing. This resur-
rection of another mans past was apt
to prove embarrassing.
That's all left behind long ago." he
observed at length. How could
ever hope to get famous as surgeon
with San Quentin hanging over me?"
"You will have no need to make
money when this trip is DONE" the
Boss reminded him. ''Your pupil,
Beardsley, is dead"
TOO bad" Bettington murmured.
HE was young to die" 1t seemed
safe comment.
(To BE coNTINUED)