"
"Good Lord, man, what's the tug in a case like this!" cried Orde,
who was standing near. Carroll looked at him proudly, but she did
not attempt to make her presence known.
"I thought so," replied Captain Marsh. "So it's settled. I'll take
her out, if I can get a crew. Harvey, step up here!"
The engineer slowly hoisted his long figure through the breast-high
doorway, dragged his legs under him, then with extraordinary agility
swung to the pier, his teeth shining like ivory in his black face.
"Yas, suh!" said he.
"Harvey," said Captain Marsh briskly, "we're going to try to get a
line aboard those vessels out there. It's dangerous. You don't
have to go if you don't want to. Will you go?"
Harvey removed his cap and scratched his wool. The grin faded from
his good-natured countenance.
"You-all goin', suh?" he asked.
"Of course."
"I reckon I'll done haif to go, too," said Harvey simply. Without
further word he swung lightly back to the uneasy craft below him,
and began to toss the slabs from the deck into the hold.
"I want a man with me at the wheel, two to handle the lines, and one
to fire for Harvey," said Captain Marsh to the crowd in general.
"That's our job," announced the life-saving captain.
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