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a proper amount of rest, and depend more upon your
officers?”

“Oh, yes; they are both good fellows, and try hard to
do their duty. What is more, they put up with my inter-
fering better than I had any right to expect.”

«What about the crew?”

«On that point I cannot speak so encouragingly. The
majority of them are fairly good sailors; some are a trifle
sulky, and we’ve got a couple of Manilamen who would
make trouble if they could, I fancy. There’s one of
them, now, standing under the lee of the galley. Not a
very pleasant looking chap, is he?”

“He certainly isn’t. I never did like that kind of a
person.”

«Well, there are only two, so they can’t kick up much
of a bobbery here, if we keep our eyes open, and, fortu-
nately, with the exceptions I have made, the rest of them
are A I men; on the whole, I have no reason to com-
plain. Bean is a perfect gentleman, and Rogers all one
could expect.”

Miss Dunham looked around the deck with the air of
an experienced sailor, and, seeing nothing with which she
could find fault, save the face of this one particular man,
rather fancied the young captain was too ready to distrust
certain of the crew because of his anxiety regarding the
voyage.

“T never thought I should learn to distrust a sailor,”
she said, thoughtfully ; “but since the crew deserted with-
out any cause, except, possibly, the fear of being punished