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 Off with you. And now, Legs, old boy, your time's come. Get in the electric chair and be strapped. Don't look so green about the gills. You'll live to tell the tale. Remember Service. Crawl in!"

Legs cast his eyes into the well, and, apparently satisfied that it had a solid bottom, straddled in and took his seat.

"Keep your fingers crossed," laughed Hardy. "Knock on wood, and keep your eyes open for black cats, and nothing will happen to you. Come along, Jimmy."

He grabbed him by the seat of his breeches and speeded him in, while Cat was directed to help with the straps, a duty undertaken with such enthusiasm as to draw various gasps and punches from his victims.

Hardy meanwhile gave Windjammer's motor a final inspection, singing softly to himself,

Then, assured that his passengers were safely stowed and leathered, he fixed himself in the