An angry remark rose to Randy's lips, but he repressed it.
"You be more careful in the future, or you'll get into trouble," grumbled the purser, and walked away.
The moment the purser was gone Jones came up to our hero.
"Brute, ain't he?" he said, in a low voice.
"He called me a blockhead." Randy's eyes were flashing.
"Don't you mind him, lad. He is sour all the way through—he don't seem to be able to help it."
"I didn't see him coming."
"He should have looked where he was walking."
"I don't wonder the hands don't like him," went on Randy. "I don't think Captain Hadley would have spoken so."
"Not a bit of it—the captain's a gentleman, every inch of him."