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 brain—triumph as he displayed his power to her and to Pete and tome. For I knew now that part of his purpose with us was to show us his words made true. Before us, he had boasted; before us, he would spread the proof.

Kinvarra, Donley and the rest—pirates in soul—held no concern with this. But no more mercy moved them; they were out for business; and their business was to rob the ship. So like bandits blowing a train from a trestle to despoil an express car, they would kill without pity for their purposes.

From the left of the sinking ship, little boats again dropped into the water—little boats covered with specks which were people who had seen, beyond doubt, the fate of the first boats but had no other choice except to stay on a sinking ship.

As well be in the little boats as aboard the Wotan, if another bomb went down.

I strained and squirmed in my manacles.

The sun arose; and in the clear light, I stared at the steel clamp binding my hands to the dummy wheel. Three numerals confronted me in tiny figures marked into the