7/16 So we're goin' to finish Van Roos--the same way. Speak out, lads; d'you want to die like these two are goin' to die, or will you turn over Henshaw--who needs killin' ?" McTee smiled benevolently down upon the upturned, furious faces of the mutineers, and muttered: "Harrigan, I could drink blood." "An' lick your lips afther it," groaned the Irishman softly. "An' so could I, Angus! They're startin' their devil work. I can't be standing the sight of it, McTee." "Go inside an' let 'em rush the wireless house ?" said McTee incredulously. |