The chest's in the bottom locker in our cabin, Phil.

Is it bad ?" "Don't think so," was the reply from the companion way.

"Only a flesh wound, I guess.

I'll look after it." Steve had forgotten to try a second shot at the port, but Wink again let go at where the glint of a revolver muzzle showed and a cry of pain came across the water.
"Got him!" said Wink.
"You must have," agreed Steve.

"I hope you didn't hurt him much." "Suffering snakes!" ejaculated Wink.