ship." Captain Ponsberry lowered his voice. "Did you have trouble with Semmel?"
"A little. I ordered him to coil up some ropes and he didn't obey me right away. But he stowed them away afterwards."
Captain Ponsberry drew a long breath. "The more I see of that chap the less I like him."
"I never liked him from the start," answered Larry, frankly. "But you'll have to give him credit for being a good all-round sailor."
"There is no doubt but what he is that, Larry. But he has a bad eye."
"What do you think he could do to harm us?"
"Nothing—unless we fell in with a Russian warship. In that case, if he was a Russian sympathizer, he might expose the fact that while we are carrying a cargo for the Richmond Importing Company the goods are really meant for the Japanese Government."
"Does he know that?"
"I'm not sure, one way or the other. What I am afraid of is, that he may know a good bit more nor we suspect."
"I see." The young second mate mused for a moment. "I'll tell you what I'd do, if I thought he was going to play me foul—and we fell in with a
