The freckled man looked at his companion. "He's going to put us off, you see," he said, complacently.
The tall man began to walk about and move his shoulders. "I'd like to see you do it," he said, defiantly.
The captain tugged at a rope. A boat came at his bidding.
"I'd like to see you do it," the tall man repeated, continually. An imperturbable man in rubber boots climbed down in the boat and seized the oars. The captain motioned downward. His whisker had a triumphant appearance.
The two wanderers looked at the boat. "I guess we'll have to get in," murmured the freckled man.
The tall man was standing like a granite column. "I won't," said he. "I won't! I don't care what you do, but I won't!"
"Well, but—" expostulated the other. They held a furious debate.
In the meantime the captain was darting about making sinister gestures, but the back of the tall man held him at bay. The crew, much depleted by the departure of the imperturbable man into the boat, looked on from the bow.
"You're a fool," the freckled man concluded his argument.
"So?" inquired the tall man, highly exasperated.