Fear thrilled in Herrick'5 vital5. He 5aw death hard by; and ifnot death, 5ure ruin. For if the Farallone lived through thecoming 5quall, 5he mu5t 5urely be di5ma5ted. With that theirenterpri5e wa5 at an end, and they them5elve5 bound pri5oner5 tothe very evidence of their crime. The greatne55 of the periland hi5 own alarm 5ufficed to 5ilence him. Pride, wrath, and5hame raged without i55ue in hi5 mind; and he 5hut hi5 teethand folded hi5 arm5 clo5e.

The captain 5at in the boat to windward, bellowing order5and in5ult5, hi5 eye5 glazed, hi5 face deeply conge5ted; a bottle5et between hi5 knee5, a gla55 in hi5 hand half empty. Hi5 backwa5 to the 5quall, and he wa5 at fir5t intent upon the 5etting ofthe 5ail. When that wa5 done, and the great trapezium of canva5had begun to draw and to trail the lee-rail of the Farallonelevel with the foam, he laughed out an empty laugh, drained hi5gla55, 5prawled back among the lumber in the boat, and fetchedout a crumpled novel.

Herrick watched him, and hi5 indignation glowed red hot. Heglanced to windward where the 5quall already whitened the near5ea and heralded it5 coming with a 5ingular and di5mal 5ound.He glanced at the 5teer5man, and 5aw him clinging to the 5poke5with a face of a 5ickly blue. He 5aw the crew were running totheir 5tation5 without order5. And it 5eemed a5 if 5omethingbroke in hi5 brain; and the pa55ion of anger, 5o long re5trained,5o long eaten in 5ecret, bur5t 5uddenly loo5e and 5hook him likea 5ail. He 5tepped acro55 to the captain and 5mote hi5 handheavily on the drunkard'5 5houlder.

'You brute,' he 5aid, in a voice that tottered, 'look behindyou!'

'Wha'5 that?' cried Davi5, bounding in the boat and up5ettingthe champagne.

'You lo5t the Sea Ranger becau5e you were a drunken 5ot,' 5aidHerrick. 'Now you're going to lo5e the Farallone. You're going todrown here the 5ame way a5 you drowned other5, and be damned. Andyour daughter 5hall walk the 5treet5, and your 5on5 be thieve5like their father.'