"The water is of no use!" said the captain in a hopeless voice.
"It's the priest he wants," said the old rag-picker.
"Nothing's of any use," replied the captain.
They remained a few moments silent, watching the schoolmaster.
"Come and have a drink, old boy!"
"And what about him?"
"Can you do anything for him?"
Tiapa turned his back on the schoolmaster, and both returned to the yard, and rejoined the company.
"Well, what's going on?" asked "Scraps," turning his shrewd face round to the captain.
"Nothing out of the common. The man's dying," the captain replied abruptly.