the skipper. "You see that man at the wheel, Mr. Arkwright? He's a man eater. Six months ago, he and the rest of the boat's crew drowned the then captain of the Arla . They did it on deck, sir, right aft there by the mizzen-traveler."
"The deck was in a shocking state," said the mate.
"Do I understand—?" Bertie began.
"Yes, just that," said Captain Hansen. "It was an accidental drowning."
"But on deck—?"
"Just so. I don't mind telling you, in confidence, of course, that they used an axe."
"This present crew of yours?"
Captain Hansen nodded.
"The other skipper always was too careless," explained the mate. He but just turned his back, when they let him have it."
"We haven't any show down here," was the skipper's complaint. "The government protects a nigger against a white every time. You can't shoot first. You've got to give
