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Mayo saw the uselessness of further appeal, and the fellow dangled as

li ave over his efforts and hurried back to the long-boat The spectacle

of the girl struggling with the stuff she was jettisoning put new

deter fortitude at the tiave hima of

femininity

"Did you tell me that Bradish is ill?" he asked, hurriedly

"He is in the cabin He would not talk to me I could not induce him to

come on deck"

"I must have help with the tackle," he told her, and started aft on the

run

He found Bradish sprawled in a morris-chair which was lashed to a

radiator He expected hot words and ray with evident terror His jaw sagged; his eyes

appealed

"This is awful!" heWhere is Miss Mar-ston?"

"She is forward There has been an accident--a bad one We have lost the

captain and crew Coroaned Bradish