CHAPTER XIV
THE BURNING OF THE VIBORG
WHAT time it was Geoffrey could not tell when he was awakened; but all was still black dark and the wind was shrieking outside when a scream, a man's scream of terrible alarm, startled him up. He listened for it again and it came with a word this time:
"Fire!"
It rang through the ship, and almost before it was uttered Geoff jumped down. He had got into his bunk with his clothes on, so he was dressed all but for his coat; his boots were against his feet as he sprang to the floor. He stooped and pulled them on.
"Fire!" he shouted, and now the smell of it told him the alarm he heard was real. "Price, fire!"
Latham was sitting up in his bunk. Geoff's hand, going out in the dark, found the man's shoulder.
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