Produced by Al Haines DOUBLOONS--AND THE GIRL BY JOHN MAXWELL FORBES INTERNATIONAL FICTION LIBRARY CLEVELAND, O. ------ NEW YORK, N. Y. MADE IN U. S. A. Copyright, 1917, by SULLY AND KLEINTEICH All rights reserved PRESS OF THE COMMERCIAL BOOKBINDING CO. CLEVELAND CONTENTS CHAPTER I. ON THE BLIND SIDE OF CHANCE II. TYKE GRIMSHAW AND HIS AFFAIRS III. HARD HIT IV. THE SHADOW OF ROMANCE V. A SETBACK VI. THE BROKEN CHEST VII. A MYSTERIOUS DOCUMENT VIII. THE SCOURGES OF THE SEA IX. GETTING DOWN TO "BRASS TACKS" X. CAPRICIOUS FORTUNE XI. A DREAM REALIZED XII. A SATISFACTORY OUTLOOK XIII. STORM SIGNALS XIV. BEGINNING THE VOYAGE XV. THE GREEN-EYED MONSTER XVI. GATHERING CLOUDS XVII. THE STORM BREAKS XVIII. A SEA COURT XIX. FOREBODINGS XX. THE EARTH TREMBLES XXI. "IF I WAS SUPERSTITIOUS----" XXII. BURIED ALIVE XXIII. A DESPERATE SITUATION XXIV. THE ALARM XXV. THE LAKE OF FIRE XXVI. HOPE DEFERRED XXVII. THE GIANT AWAKES XXVIII. BY FAVOR OF THE EARTHQUAKE XXIX. MUTINY XXX. THE FLAG OF TRUCE XXXI. A DARING VENTURE XXXII. THE BATTLE IN THE FORECASTLE XXXIII. THE GHOST XXXIV. THE BATTLE IS ON XXXV. THE SURRENDER--CONCLUSION DOUBLOONS--AND THE GIRL CHAPTER I ON THE BLIND SIDE OF CHANCE Allen Drew, glancing carelessly about as he started for the shore-end of the pier, suddenly saw the girl coming in his direction. From that moment--dating from the shock of that first glimpse of her--the current of his life was changed. Women were rare enough down here on the East River docks; one of the type of this gloriously beautiful girl seemed an impossibility--an hallucination. Curiosity was not even blended with his second glance at her. An emotion never before conceived in his heart and brain gripped him. Somehow she fitted the day and fitted, too, his mood. The very spirit of April seemed incarnated in her, so springy her step, so lissom the swaying of her young body, so warm and pink the color in her cheeks. Her dress, of some light gray material, had a dash of color lent to it by the bunch of violets at her waist. Her figure was slender and slightly above the middle height. A distracting dimple dented the velvet of her right cheek, and above her small mouth and perfectly formed nose a pair of hazel eyes looked frankly out upon the world. Her oval face was surmounted by a dainty toque, from under which a vagrant tendril of hair had escaped. This blew about her ears, glistening like gold in the sunshine. Drew saw beautiful women every day of his life. He could not fail to do so in a city where they abound. But aside from the day and his mood, there was much about this slip of a girl that stirred him mightily and set his pulse to galloping.