“Go on deck, Mr. Iles, till I send for you.”
“Stay here, Iles. Look here, my old pirate——”
“Did you hear my order, Mr. Iles?”
“No.”
“No, he didn’t hear. He’s accustomed to being ordered by gentlemen. He’s not used to pirates.”
“I’ll repeat my order. Go on deck, Mr. Iles, and wait there till I send for you.”
“Don’t you do it, Iles. I’m damned if I’d take an order of that sort.”
“Do you hear me, Mr. Iles?”
“B’gee, cap, you’ll speak to me like you’d speak to any one else. I ain’t goin’ to be called down by any old pirate.”
Cammock rose, breathing rather hard, but speaking very quietly. “Go on deck,” he said.