while I reckon most of the men have already sized up Haskett for the meanest chap on board."
"He has no right to talk about me."
"He says you and Si Doring talked about him."
Haskett now pushed his way forward again. "I don't want trouble with the officers, so we'll let this matter drop for the present," he blustered. "But I'll remember you, and some day you'll be mighty sorry we had this little mix-up." And muttering some more that nobody could understand he strode off, the majority of the crowd gazing after him curiously.
"Ran away from a boy!" said one old tar. "He must be a regular coward, and no mistake!"
Many wanted Walter to relate his version of what had brought the encounter about, but Caleb hurried the lad away to a corner, where he took a wash up and brushed off his clothing.
"I want to interview that Cal Blinker," said the youth. "Where can I find him?"
"Down around the forward ammunition hoist," answered Paul, and Walter hurried off, accompanied by his friends.
"Yes, I did hear you say something about a gold piece," the shellman admitted. "You didn't
