"Let it come. I shall be there when it comes," I replied.
Waterford taken to the Steerage.
The ropes tied to his ankles were loose enough to enable him to walk, and Sanderson led him to the steerage. His hands were bound so tightly behind him that he could offer no resistance, and perhaps the fear of my pistol had some influence over him. We conducted him to the stanchion where I had been made fast in the first dog watch, and tied him up in precisely the situation he had left me.
"The tables seem to be turned, Mr. Waterford," I suggested, when we had finished the operation. "I hope you will appreciate the position as well as I did."
"The tables will be turned the other way very soon, Phil," growled he.
"Perhaps they will be; if they are, I hope we shall have the patience to submit like men."
"What are you going to do, Phil?" he demanded.