of this trip and to hold no malice against you for anything that has
happened to me so far.'

"For you see," he explained to the girl, "he probably thinks himself
aggrieved by my discipline. Will you say it, Harrigan?"

Instead of answering, the cold eye of Harrigan turned on Kate.

"I told you not to speak to the captain," he said.

"Ah," said McTee, "you were clever enough for that?"

"Do you say nothing, Harrigan?" she said incredulously. "Do you really
refuse to speak those words to the captain after he has been generous
enough to give you a last chance to make a man of yourself?"

Harrigan turned pale as he glanced at the captain. Her scorn and
contempt gave a little metallic ring to her voice.

"You need not be afraid. Captain McTee hasn't told me anything about
your record."

Harrigan smiled, but in such a manner that she stepped back. "Easy,"
said McTee, "you don't need to fear him in here. He knows that I'm his
master."

"I'm glad you didn't tell me his record," she answered.

"I can read it in his eyes."