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But if you're good we'll take you aboard, one man at a time, and you'll all be saved. What do you say?"
"Ay," they chorused hoarsely between their chattering teeth.
"Then one man at a time, and the short men first."
The Centipede was the first to be pulled aboard, and he came willingly, though he objected when the constable put the handcuffs on him. Barchi was next hauled in, quite meek and resigned from his soaking. When we had ten in, our boat we drew back, and the second Whitehall was loaded. The third Whitehall received nine prisoners only--a catch of twenty-nine in all.
"You didn't get the Porpoise," the Centipede said exultantly, as though his escape materially diminished our success.
Charley laughed. "But we saw him just the
