I was brought back to a realization of the situation by Hutton's hand on my shoulder.
"Nice-looking old girl, but, like all of her sex, a gay deceiver.
Slowest tub that ever floated a U.S.flag; any coal barge could get away from her in a fair wind.

Take her half an hour now to get within hailing distance, and the old man raging to learn the news.

How do you feel?
still groggy ?" "All right, except for a stiff headache." "Then come into the cabin.

There is nothing more to do on deck, and I want to get sight of the ship's papers.

Where was the fellow cleared for ?" "Santiago." "And his cargo ?" "Miscellaneous; mostly farm machinery--worth investigating." "I 'll have some of the boxes broken open, but will take a squint at the papers first.