In the end, Roy Kilcup found a bottle in his bunk, and drank the bulk of it himself, so that he was deathly sick and like to die. Faith, tormented beyond endurance, looking everywhere for help, chose at last to appeal to Brander. Brander had the deck, that day. Willis Cox and Tichel were sleeping.... Dan'l was in the main cabin, alone; Noll in the after cabin, stupid with drink. Roy had been sick all the night before, with Willis Cox and Tichel working over him, counting the pounding heart-beats, wetting the boy's head, working the poison out of him. Roy was forward, in his bunk, now, still sodden. Faith came from the after cabin, passed Dan'l and went up on deck. Something purposeful in her face caught Dan'l's attention; and he went to the foot of the cabin companion and listened. He heard her call softly: "Mr. Brander." Dan'l thought he knew where Brander would be. In the waist of the _Sally_, no doubt. There was a man at the wheel. Faith did not wish this man to hear what she had to say. So she met Brander just forward of the cabin skylight by the boathouse; and Dan'l, straining his ears, could hear. Faith said: "Mr. Brander, I'm going to ask you to help me." Brander told her: "I'd like to. What is it you want done?" "It's--Roy. I'm desperately worried, Mr. Brander." "He's all right, Mr. Cox tells me. He'll be well enough in a few hours...." "It's not just--this drunkenness, Mr. Brander. It's--more. My brother's.... He is in my charge, in a way. Father bade me take care of him. And he's--taking the wrong path." Brander said quietly: "Yes." Dan'l looked toward the after cabin, thought of bringing Noll to hear.... But there was no harm in this that they were saying; no harm.... Rather, good.... He listened; and Faith said steadily: "My husband is not--not the man he was, Mr. Brander. Mr. Tobey.... I can't trust him. I've got to come to you...." Dan'l decided, desperately, to bring Noll and risk it, trust to his luck and to his tongue to twist their words.... He went softly across to the after cabin and shook Noll's shoulder; and when the captain opened his eyes, Dan'l whispered: "Come, Noll Wing. You've got to hear this...." Noll sat up stupidly. "What? Hear what?... What's that you say?" Dan'l said: "Faith and Brander are together, on deck, whispering...." He banged his clenched fist into his open hand. "By God, sir.... I've grown up with Faith; I like her.... But I can't stand by and see them do this to you...." "What are they about?" Noll asked, his face flushing. He was on his feet. Dan'l gripped his arm.... "I heard her promise him you would soon be gone, sir.... That you were sick.... That you...." Noll strode into the cabin; Dan'l whispered: "Quiet! Come...." He led him to the foot of the companion-stair, bade him listen. And it was then the malicious gods played into Dan'l's evil hands; for as they listened, Faith was saying.... "Try to make him like you.... But be careful. He doesn't, now.... If he guessed...."