J. Allan Dunn

“ They plied their paddles at double speed and for a few seconds held their own while the bowmen sped their arrows. But the relenting engine warmed to its work and the whale-boat was soon out of range.
Chalmers gave them a few parting shots.
“Want to try your hand?” he asked Leila jestingly. “Careful with those arrows, they may be poisoned. There's the start of a nice collection for a museum. I'm sorry I ever abused you,” he apologized to the engine with a mock bow. “You're all your sales-agent ever claimed for you. Listen to that ragtime purr, Leila. ”

“ Looking at him while she slowly and adorably reddened, she saw his eyes change to a stare of incredulity.
“What is it?” she asked.
“It seems incredible,” he said, “but it's the schooner. And she's headed this way, as much as the wind will let her. She's hardly got steerageway. ”

“ He put his fingers into the dead man's mouth and drew out half a dozen of the pearls. The rest were in the box and spilled upon the covering of the bunk. Tuan Yuck's last trick had failed him.
THE wind was fair and the schooner sailed as if eager to leave latitudes that had held so much of danger and distress. Leila, in reaction from the terrific strain to which she had been subjected, kept closely to the cabin Chalmers overhauled for her. ”

“ He make, right away. Too much blood he lose.
“Tuan Yuck he no can move his legs. He make me pick him up and put him in cabin. He no eat. All the time smoke lele pipe. Very soon I think he die. So I frighten. I try make boat go along back Motutabu.”
Chalmers looked at the native searchingly. It was evident he was telling the truth. He restarted the engine and ran alongside the schooner. ”