Mr. Schultz was frankly mystified. Being a German, he did not
understand the Irish, although in view of the fact that during the war
he had room in his head for but one thing--the Fatherland--perhaps
the skipper might have pardoned his mate the glance of contempt and
utter disgust which the latter now bent upon him. Here was a man, Mr.
Schultz told himself, who, having stipulated his price and struck a
bargain, had demonstrated beyond cavil that he was not a gentleman,
for he had refused to stay bought. More, he had basely attacked his
benefactor.

"So?" he repeated.

"Out, you blackguard, and leave me alone!" Murphy yelled.

"It iss an order dot I stay und see dot der steward shall mayg no
conversations vatsoefer," Mr. Schultz declared firmly.

"Verboten, eh?" sneered the skipper. He had once been to Hamburg, and
naturally he had acquired the word most commonly used in the German
language.

"_Ja_," Mr. Schultz replied placidly, but with an air of finality that
left no room for further argument.