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"Conorno of the Bee line, sir," stated Captain Mayo over his shoulder

Then he ripped out a good, hearty, deep-water oath According to

appearances, incredible as the situation seemed, the Conorno proposed

to drive the yacht inside the whistler

Mayo ran to the wheel and yanked the bell-pull furiously There were

four quick clangs in the engine-rooan

to quiver in all her fabric Going full speed ahead, Mayo had called

for full speed astern Then he sounded three whistles, signaling as the

rules of the road provide The yacht's twin screws churned a yeasty riot

under her counter, and while she was laboring thus in her o,

tre in the extre

steaes at her bows flicked

spray conteuests on the

Olenia's quarter-deck Men grinned down upon theh

s of the steaaphone: "Keep out of the way of the

Bee line! Take the hint!"

An officer pointed his finger at Marston's house flag, snapping from

the yacht's main truck The blue fish-tail with its letter "M" had