"I don't believe you will find any such chance," replied Beckwith. "I don't think we have made anything by running away."
"We had a good time while we were away."
"I didn't. You tagged after that girl, and made me follow you. Now she has cut you."
"I'll get even with Lincoln on that yet."
"I don't believe you will. It isn't his fault. When the girl found out that you had run away from the ship, she wouldn't look at you again. That's the whole of it," replied Beckwith.
While they were talking, the word was passed for all hands to assemble in the waist to hold a caucus for the nomination of officers.
"Scott has got into the cabin, and I don't believe he will lead all the fellows in the steerage by the nose now," said De Forrest. "I suppose he will try to make Cantwell commodore."
The meeting was organized by the choice of Ryder, the second master, as chairman, and Vroome as secretary.
"The meeting is ready for business," said the chairman.
"I move that Captain Langdon, of the Josephine, be nominated for commodore," shouted De Forrest.