"So long as we don't pile her up on the Falklands we should do," said the one other man on board beside Joe who seemed capable of taking responsibility. He was from Newcastle, and was, of course, known as Geordie. Naturally enough he and Joe divided the watches between them, and the remainder of the crowd sheltered their uneasy minds under their strength. "I suppose if we bring her in we might get something extra," said Geordie, the day they buried the captain. But Joe took him by the arm and led him for'ard from the wheel, at which a patient Swede stood. "Geordie, old man, do you want to bring her in?" he asked. "Why, yes, I suppose so," said Geordie. He stared at Joe. "What do you mean?" Joe broke out strangely and struck his fist upon the rail. "I want to see 'er sink," he said savagely. "I want to see 'er go where she's put so many good men. What right 'as we to save 'er to do more 'arm? It ain't alone as she's drownded my chum or the others, but she 'as a black record that ain't finished unless we finish it. She's strong, and will go on killin' for twenty years, Geordie. She'll make money for them as doesn't care, but what of the likes of us?" He was greatly moved. "She's caulked with men's lives, and painted with their blood!" he cried passionately. "I'd rather she sunk with me than sailed the seas any more." And Geordie fidgeted uneasily "That's true, mate, but----" "Aye," said Joe, "I know. If we scuttled 'er 'twould look bad, and it's bad enough as it is; but 'tis a good deed, if we done it, and it should be done, and I'll tell you 'ow to do it." He leant upon the rail and spoke earnestly, in a low voice. "It won't do, I own, to scuttle 'er at sea, not even if we let on she leaked and logged it day by day. But if we sunk 'er in the Plate or in the bay at Monte Video, 'twould do right enough, and I've a plan for that. I made it out in the morning watch. 'Tis as easy as eatin', and easier a deal than eatin' ship's biscuit. Down below in the lazareet I'll bore 'oles in her, three or four, and plug 'em on the inside, about a foot below the water-line. And I'll over the side and plug 'em outside, then I'll draw the inside plugs. D'ye see?" And Geordie saw. "You needn't know it. I can do it my lone," said Joe. "And do it I will. If we gets off 'er safe she shan't kill no more. When we're out of her--and none of us will stay, as you know--she'll lie at anchor waitin' for a new crowd, and I'll come out to her in a boat and sink the murderin' old 'ooker right there." "There'll be a ship-keeper on her," said Geordie. "As like as not 'e'll on'y be a Spaniard," replied Joe simply. "And even if not----" Even if not, one more was but one.