He said I would not, but that I should burn at sea! Think of that, McTee! Suppose I should be robbed of the sight of my girl and of my gold at the same time!" McTee started to say something cheerful, but his voice died away to a mutter.

Henshaw was staring at the wall with visionary eyes filled with horror and despair.
"Lad, do you think ghosts have power ?" "Henshaw, you've drunk a bit too much!" "If they have no power, I'm safe.

I fear no living man!" He added softly: "No man but myself!" "I'm tired out," said McTee suddenly.

"Where shall I bunk, captain ?" "Here! Here in this room! Take that couch in the corner over there.

It has a good set of springs.