"He'll have to."
The captain looked up at Dan'l cautiously. "Did you mark the greed in the one eye of Mauger when they came aboard?" he asked. "Mauger sets store by the stuff...."
Dan'l snorted. "Mauger! Pshaw!"
Noll shifted uneasily in his chair. "Just the same," he said, "Mauger holds a grudge against me.... He but waits his chance for a knife in my back.... And Brander is his friend, you'll mind."
"You're not afraid of the two of them.... There's no need. I'll undertake to see to that...."
"You're a strong man, Dan'l," said old Noll. "A strong, youthful man.... But I'm getting old. Eh, Dan'l...." His voice broke with his pity of himself. "Eh, Dan'l, I've sailed the sea too long...."
Dan'l said, with some scorn in his tone: "Nevertheless, you're not afraid...."
Then Faith opened the door from the after cabin; and Dan'l checked his word. Faith looked from Dan'l to her husband, and her eyes hardened as she looked to Dan'l again. "You'll not be saying Noll Wing is afraid of—anything, Dan'l," she said mildly.
"I'm telling him," said Dan'l, "that he should not permit Brander to claim the ambergris for himself."
Faith smiled a little. "You think Brander means to do that?"