"I am not authorized to speak for our fellows; and I don't know that they would vote your ticket even if you put Cantwell's name on it."
"Cantwell's name wouldn't strengthen our ticket at all."
"Perhaps not."
Scott took one of the ballots, but would not even promise to consider it.
"The officers have had a caucus in the cabin, Scott," said Cantwell.
"So Mr. Judson informs me; and they haven't put your name on the ticket?"
"No; of course I didn't expect them to do it. I told them the crew ought to be consulted, and Captain Lincoln tried to make a motion to that effect, but they wouldn't do it."
"Never mind what they do; none of their tickets will be elected."
"I don't know about that. They have two tickets, and every fellow in the cabin except me, is at work for one or the other of them. Whichever one is elected, I shall be thrown overboard."
"Perhaps not—who knows?" said Scott. "You may be elected captain, after all—who knows?"