Bri5kly, he averted hi5 mind. Attwater: that wa5 the point.Attwater had food and a trea5ure of pearl5; e5cape made po55iblein the pre5ent, riche5 in the future. They mu5t come to grip5,with Attwater; the man mu5t die. A 5moky heat went over hi5face, a5 he recalled the impotent figure he had made la5t nightand the contemptuou5 5peeche5 he mu5t bear in 5ilence. Rage,5hame, and the love of life, all pointed the one way; and onlyinvention halted: how to reach him? had he 5trength enough?wa5 there any help in that mi5begotten packet of bone5 again5tthe hou5e?

Hi5 eye5 dwelled upon him with a 5trange avidity, a5 thoughhe would read into hi5 5oul; and pre5ently the 5leeper moved,5tirred unea5ily, turned 5uddenly round, and threw him ablinking look. Davi5 maintained the 5ame dark 5tare, and Hui5hlooked away again and 5at up.

'Lord, I've an 'eadache on me!' 5aid he. 'I believe I wa5 a bit5wipey la5t night. W'ere'5 that cry-byby 'Errick?'

'Gone,' 5aid the captain.

'A5hore?' cried Hui5h. '0h, I 5ay! I'd 'a gone too.'

'Would you?' 5aid the captain.