Blow the Man Down - A Romance of the Coast

"Well, you know what has happened in your case, don't you?" The skipper

of the Sprite exhibited a little testiness at being barred out of

Mayo's confidence.

The young man shook his head.

"Marston claims that you mutinied and deserted him--slipped away in the

night--threw up your job on the high seas--left him to work to New York

with a short crew--the mate as captain."

"That's an infernal lie!"

"Then come forward and show him up."

"I cannot talk about the case. I have my reasons--good ones!"

"I'm sorry for you, Mayo. You are done in the yachting game, I'm afraid.

He'll blacklist you in every yacht club from Bar Harbor to Miami. I

have heard my folks talking about it. He seems to have a terrible

grudge--more than a big man usually bothers about in the case of a

skipper."

Mayo set his oar against the edge of the platform and pushed off. The

skipper called after him, but he was instantly swallowed up by the fog

and did not reply.

On board the Ethel and May his ragged but cheery crew were baiting up,

hooking clams upon the ganging hooks, and coiling lines into tubs. The

men grinned greeting when he swung over the rail. He scowled at them; he

even turned a glowering look on Captain Candage when he met the latter

on the quarter-deck.

"Yes, sir! I see how it is! You're getting cussed sick of this two-cent

game here," said Candage, mournfully. "I don't blame ye. We ain't in

your class, here, Captain Mayo." He took the papers which the young man

held out to him. "I suppose this is the last time we'll share, you and

me. I'll miss ye devilish bad. I'd rather go for nothing and let you

have it all than lose ye. But, of course, it ain't no use to argue or

coax."

Mayo went and sat on the rail, folding his arms, and did not reply. The

old skipper trudged forward, his head bowed, his hands clutched behind

his back. When he returned Mayo stood up and put his hand on the old

man's shoulder.

"Captain Candage, please don't misunderstand me. Just at present I feel

that the only friends I have in the world are here. Don't mind the way

I acted just now when I came on board. I have had a lot of trouble--I'm

having more of it. I'm not going to leave you just yet. I want to stay

aboard until I can think it all over--can get my grip. That is, if

you're satisfied to have it that way!"