J. Allan Dunn

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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter III (1920)

She’s got the legs of us.”
“What is your idea?”
Manning fancied that Hooper did not like the prospect. The skipper stood with his legs apart, balanced to the pitch and steady heave of the deck as the schooner lunged through the seas.
“Think they are following us on purpose?”
“Can’t say. Some one might think they could hang on to us with a faster craft until we head up for the guano island and then beat us to it for possession and nine points of the law. Ten points in such a game.”
“You mean Butler?”
“I don’t really mean any one. Just an idea. We’ll know before long. But I’m off Butler.
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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter III (1920)

The schooner went easily shouldering through the seas, the wind abaft the beam, sheets well in, with the boom ends to the leeward rail, topsails set.
Hooper was not satisfied however. The man at the wheel did not suit him.
“A good helmsman has the thing by instinct,” he said to Manning. “This chap sails by the card and he hasn’t got the feel of her. He wants to keep her full and she’s making too much leeway. I’ll have to try them all out but I don’t believe we’ve got a first-class steersman aboard, barring Andersen, and I don’t want a mate taking a trick.
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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter III (1920)

Hooper had the rifles and automatic pistols with their ammunition stowed in his spare berth and under it. The crew’s quarters were a bit cramped but the weather was fair and they would spend most of their time on deck. The one problem that seemed to vex Hooper was to find occupation for the men who had shipped as guards. They were a roughish lot but they seemed fit.
“I don’t like idleness. It brews too much loose talk,” he said. “Your men are different, Manning, but those chaps are practically passengers.
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