A MATTER OF FRIENDSHIP
"He is still pretty full of salt water, " said the Officer, "but he is being bailed out."
"How did it happen?" asked Keynolds.
"Give it up. He hasn't spoken yet. It looks as if he were getting ready to do some outside cleaning, for he had on a life-preserver. Funny thing about it, though, that's not his work. He's not even on duty during the starboard watch. The man in the lookout saw him climb out on the bow, shout something up to him, then fall backward into the water. I'll be hanged if I can make it out. Tsang Foo is one of the steadiest sailors on board."
"Tsang Foo!" shouted Reynolds. "You don't mean that man was Tsang?"
With headlong haste he seized the bewildered officer and made him pilot him below decks. Stumbling down the ladders and through dark passages, he at last reached the bunk where Tsang Foo lay with the ship's surgeon and a steward in attendance.
The Chinaman 's lips were drawn tightly back over his prominent teeth, and his breath came in irregular gasps. Across the pillow in a
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