when he succeeded, in calking them tighter and tighter.
"Well, what do you think?" the captain finally asked McCoy, who was watching the carpenter with all a child's interest and curiosity in his eyes.
McCoy looked shoreward, where the land was disappearing in the thickening haze.
"I think it would be better to square away for Mangareva. With that breeze that is coming, you'll be there to-morrow evening."
"But what if the fire breaks out? It is liable to do it any moment."
"Have your boats ready in the falls. The same breeze will carry your boats to Mangareva if the ship burns out from under."
Captain Davenport debated for a moment, and then McCoy heard the question he had not wanted to hear, but which he knew was surely coming.
"I have no chart of Mangareva. On the general chart it is only a fly speck. I
