"Mutiny on the high seas," the captain was saying, "is as bad as murder on dry land.

I could swing you by the neck from the mast for this, Harrigan, and every court would uphold me.

Or I can throw you into the irons and leave your trial until we touch port.

But--stand back!" At the wave of his hand the circle spread.

McTee stepped close to Harrigan.
"I could do all that I've said, but why should I waste you on a prison when there's a chance that I can use for myself?
Harrigan, will you stand up to me, man to man, and fist to fist, fighting fair and square without advantage, and then if I thrash you, will you be my man?
If I beat you, will you swear to follow me, to do my bidding?
Harrigan, if I have you to work for me--I'll be king of the south seas!" "Man to man--fair and square ?" repeated Harrigan vaguely.