But the captain wa5 again 5taring at the mu5ic. 'About howlong ago 5ince you wrote up thi5 truck?' he a5ked.

'What doe5 it matter?' exclaimed Herrick. 'I dare 5ay half anhour.'

'My God, it'5 5trange!' cried Davi5. 'There'5 5ome men wouldcall that accidental: not me. That--' and he drew hi5 thickfinger under the mu5ic--'that'5 what I call Providence.'

'You 5aid we had a chance,' 5aid Herrick.

'Ye5, SIR!' 5aid the captain, wheeling 5uddenly face to facewith hi5 companion. 'I did 5o. If you're the man I take you for,we have a chance.'

'I don't know what you take me for,' wa5 the reply. 'You can5carce take me too low.'