"Now watch the fours." He swept up the other three dice and made his second cast.

Another four rolled upon the deck.

He had won Van Roos, to dispose of him as he saw fit.

Harrigan heard the rumble of Sam Hall's cursing.
"Easy, lad," said Cochrane soothingly.

"We'll work on Van Roos together, and if we don't sweat every ounce of blubber out of his fat carcass, my name is not Garry." There was a sharp knock at the door of the forecastle, and a moment later Shida, the other Japanese cabin boy, entered and came directly to the bunk of Harrigan.
He whispered in the ear of the Irishman: "Meester Harrigan, get up.
Cap'n McTee, he want." "Where is he ?" growled Harrigan.
"I show." Harrigan slipped on his shoes and followed Shida aft, wondering.