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BUNCHES OF KNUCKLES
remaining stationary, in token that the yacht was coming toward them, it began moving across their field of vision.
Duncan swore. "What's the lubber holding over there for?" he demanded, "He's got his compass. He knows our bearing."
But the green light, which was all they could see, and which they could see only when they were on top of a wave, moved steadily away from them, withal it was working up to windward, and grew dim and dimmer. Duncan called out loudly and repeatedly, and each time, in the intervals, they could hear, very faintly, the voice of Captain Dettmar shouting orders.
"How can he hear me with such a racket?" Duncan complained.
"He 's doing it so the crew won't hear you," was Minnie's answer.
There was something in the quiet way she said it that caught her husband's attention.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that he is not trying to pick us up," she went on in the same composed voice. "He threw me overboard."
"You are not making a mistake?"
"How could I? I was at the main rigging,
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