loblolly-boys, Danny veg," said Davy coaxingly. Danny pushed him away with an angry word.
"What's that he said?" asked Kisseck.
"Nothin'; he only cussed a bit," said Davy.
Christian got up too. "I'll tell you what it is, mates," he said, "there's not a man among you. You're a lot of skulking cowards."
And Christian jumped on deck.
"What's agate of the young masther at all, at all?"
Then followed some talk of the herring Meailley (harvest home) which was to be celebrated that night at the "Jolly Herrings.
When the boats ran into Peel harbor, of course Tommy-Bill-beg was on the quay, shouting at this man and that. As each boat got into its moorings the men set off to their owner's house for a final squaring up of the season's accounts. Kerruish and his men, with Christian, walked up to Balladhoo. Danny was sent home by his uncle. The men laughed, but the lad was accustomed to be ignored in these reckonings. His share never yet reached him. The wives of the fishermen had come down on this occasion, and they went off with their husbands—Bridget, Kisseck's wife, being among them.
When they got to Balladhoo the calculation was made. The boat had earned in all three hundred pounds. Of this the master took four shares for himself and his nets, the owner eight shares, every man two shares, a share for the boy, and a share for the boat. The men grumbled when Christian took up his two shares like another man. He asked if he had not done a man's work. They an-
