"You'll pay for this--I'll make you pay for this!" he sputtered. "I'll show you up! Damn you, take these things off of me!" and he tugged impotently at his bonds until his wrist-bones threatened to dislocate themselves. "You ain't got a chance to get away with this--not a chance," he cried. "I'll raise this whole ship! I'll----" "Rest perfectly easy," said Bronston calmly, soothingly almost, as he flung the strap aside and stepped back. "The ship has already been raised, or a part of it. If you weren't so excited you would know that our friend Lawrence has been trying to get in the door for the last half minute or so. I think he must have heard you kicking. Let us admit him." He had the key in his hands--in the stress and fever of the encounter he had even remembered, this thoughtful man, to secure the key. And now, with his eyes turned toward the captive, who remained stupefied at this inexplicable manoeuvre, he was stepping backward and unfastening the door, and swinging it open for the admission of the astounded servant. "Lawrence," snapped Bronston in the voice of authority and command, "I want you. My man here tried to give me the slip and I had to use a little violence to secure him. Bring these bags and come along with us to the deck. I shall possibly need your help in making the explanations which may be necessary. Understand, don't you?" Reaching backward, he slipped a shining gold coin into Lawrence's palm; he slid into a grey ulster; he advanced a step and fastened a firm hand upon the crook of Keller's fettered right arm. Involuntarily the captive sought to pull away. "I keep telling you you ain't got a chance," he blurted. "I'll go to the captain----" "No, my noisy friend, you won't go to the captain," Bronston broke in on his tirade, "but you'll be taken to him." With a forward swing he thrust Keller across the threshold and they bumped together in the narrow cross hall. "Come along now, Lawrence, and look sharp," he bade the pop-eyed steward over his shoulder. We may briefly sketch the details of the trip through the passageway, and up the steps from D-deck to C-deck and from C-deck to B, for really it occupied less time than would be required for a proper description of it. Suffice it to say that it was marked by many protestations and by frequent oaths and by one or two crisp commands and once by a small suggestion of a struggle. These sounds heralded the progress of the trio as they moved bumpingly along, so that the first officer, catching untoward noises which rose above the chatter of the passengers who surrounded him, garbed and ready for the shore, stepped back from the deck into the cabin foyer, followed by a few first-cabin folk who, like him, had heard the clamour and had gathered that something unusual must be afoot.