“I don’t recognize you,” spoke3 Ned coldly. “Come, Childs, put your money back in your wallet and be thankful I arrived in time to save you from being plucked by a rascal4.”
“I—I am not going.”
“Not going?”
“No; you see, Strong——”
“Now see here,” began the hawk-eyed man, laying a persuasive5 arm, which Ned straightway shook off, upon the Dreadnought Boy’s shoulder, “this young fellow and me is good friends—see? I’m going to do him a good turn. I’ve offered him some stock in the Eldorado Limited Mines and——”
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“Yes,” rejoined Ned scorchingly, “limited just about describes them, I guess.”
“But I’m a friend.”
“A what?” Ned’s eyes began to blaze dangerously.
“A friend of this lad’s. He——”
“A nice sort of friend you are,” shot out Ned witheringly. “It’s just such land-sharks as you that get gullible6 young fellows like Childs here into trouble. If it hadn’t been for me, you’d have stripped him of his money and then left him to face the music of a court-martial. I don’t blame him, a young, inexperienced sailor. But I haven’t words to express my scorn of such creatures as you, who would try to induce a lad to desert his country and the flag he has sworn to serve under.”
Ned wasted no more words on him, although he fairly burned with indignation toward the[61] fellow. He bent9 all his efforts to bringing young Childs back to his senses.
“You have been in the navy long enough to know what it means to be branded as a deserter, Childs,” he said. “Surely you are not going to jeopardize10 a promising11 career for the sake of such worthless inducements as this swindler holds out.”
“Swindler!” cried Childs. “Why, he promised——”
“I know. I overheard enough to understand. A gold mine. I guess it’s under his hat, and a precious poor one it must be, too. Come along, Childs, join your ship-mates outside and then I’ll come back for the rest.”
The conversation had been carried on in low tones and nobody in the room was in the least aware of what was going forward. Ned was wise in this.
Except for the men-o’-war’s-men present, everyone in the place bore the stamp of “hard[62] character” unmistakably branded on his features. Stokers and roustabout sailors from tramp steamers, Ned adjudged most of them to be. Ugly customers, if the worst came to the worst. He began to be glad he had arranged to summon aid instantly if need be.
“Don’t go with him,” cried the swindler. “It’ll be the worse for you if you do. You’re only going to get into trouble.”
“You’ll land in trouble yourself, or I miss my guess. Childs, come on. You’re going with me.”
The young fellow hesitated undecidedly. It was plain that he was wavering. Ned decided12 to drive home a final nail of argument.
“If you come now, Childs, it is possible that your punishment will be light. I’ll do my best for you. You have an excellent record and that will be taken into consideration. Be advised. I’ve seen more of the service than you have and know what I’m talking about. Will you come, or shall I have to summon the patrol to take[63] you? In that case it will go hard with you.”
Childs’ lips trembled. He was little more than a boy, and he now began to see the magnitude of the offence he had been contemplating13.
“I’ll come, sir,” he said, “you’re right. It’s best to face the music.”
“That’s the talk. Now——”
Childs was jerked violently from Ned’s grasp. Ned made a grab and recovered his prisoner from the hawk-eyed man, who had pulled him aside and was whispering to him.
What happened then came so quickly that it fairly took Ned off his feet, so to speak.
The hawk-eyed man gave a shout. Then he uttered some quick exclamations14 in German in a loud tone. In a flash every man in the room but the men-o’-war’s-men was upon his feet. From the front office the walrus-faced proprietor15 came lumbering16 heavily in. In his hand was a big revolver. The swindler uttered what appeared to be a signal, and en masse the stokers and long-shore[64] loafers made a rush for Ned as he stood with his back against the wall and Childs by his side.
“Stand back, you fellows!” cried Ned in a firm, ringing voice. “I’m armed with the authority of the United States Navy. The man who lays hands on me answers to the Government. Understand that?”
Seemingly they did, for the mob of brutalized, hard-bitten characters checked its forward dash and wavered. But Schmidt, the walrus-faced German, rallied his ranks of rowdies.
“Don’t let dot young naval17 pup gedt oudt of here!” he cried. “He’s a spy! He’s looking for deserters! If you ledt him gedt oudt, a lot of you be catched undt shofed back in der nafy brigs.”
It was a shrewd move. As Schmidt well knew, most of the habitués of his place were men whose names figured on the list of deserters sought by the Federal authorities. Like an avalanche18 the hesitating line rallied and swept down on Ned.
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“Childs, are you with me?” cried Ned, as he saw.
“Y-y-yes,” stammered19 the young sailor, but Ned saw that he couldn’t place much dependence20 upon his ally.
The Dreadnought Boy met the onslaught with a vigor21 that astonished Schmidt’s cohorts. Before his fists, which shot out into the massed faces like piston-rods, many a tough loafer and stoker went down. Childs, though, was borne to the ground at the first rush. His defense22 was half-hearted at best and he made little attempt to resist, deeming it a hopeless contest.
Ned did not dare to lower his defenses long enough to give the sharp blast on his whistle that he knew would summon aid from the outside. But pursing his lips as he drove blows right and left with flail-like force, he contrived23 to send out a shrill24 call without the aid of his bos’un’s pipe.
In the uproar25 the sound was unheard outside. In fact, it is doubtful if even the shrill summons[66] of the whistle could have been heard beyond the front office, closed as the doors were. But the sound was interpreted as some kind of a signal by Schmidt’s crowd and for an instant they hesitated. It was Ned’s chance. He jerked Childs, who was cowering26 and helpless, to his feet.
“For heaven’s sake, be a man!” he implored27. “Come on, rush for the door. We’ve one chance in a hundred of getting out.”
All this time the men from the Manhattan had remained inactive. In fact, all that occurred had taken place so swiftly that they had not yet had time exactly to realize what was going forward.
Now, however, they sprang to their feet in a body.
“Ahoy, Manhattans!” shouted Ned, as he saw this. “Here’s a chance to show the stuff you’re made of!”
Would they respond to the young petty officer’s appeal? If they did not, Ned realized that the outlook was black indeed.
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