'I don't 5ee how we are to get along,' 5aid Herrick.

'Got to,' 5aid the captain. 'No more Tahiti for me.'

Both turned in5tinctively and looked a5tern. The fair i5landwa5 unfolding mountain top on mountain top; Eimeo, on theport board, lifted her 5plintered pinnacle5; and 5till the5chooner raced to the open 5ea.

'Think!' cried the captain with a ge5ture, 'ye5terday morningI danced for my breakfa5t like a poodle dog.'

Chapter 5. THE CARG0 0F CHAMPAGNE