J. Allan Dunn

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

Tiburi took the ax and felt its edge, wheeled and brandished it suddenly above the heads of his men, delighted as a child with a new toy.
“We’ll have to give those heads decent burial,” said Hooper to Manning. “They prove that he is properly impressed with us, at any rate.”
“We’ll have to keep him away from the schooner while we are diving,” said Manning. “If he sees Fong or myself with our helmets off, or even being rowed over to the pontoon fully dressed, he’ll smell a rat. He seems smart enough. Gods wouldn’t use a boat, not water-gods, anyway.
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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter VIII (1920)

Hooper went on. “Have you been talking with the men about what we are after in the wreck? They seem to have got some exaggerated ideas about it. I’m going to have a talk with the whole ship’s company later.”
“They’ve been wondering about it, naturally, sir,” replied Edwards frankly. “The idea of a wreck and divers would be sure to stir up talk. They mentioned it to me, some of them, and I told them I didn’t know. Suggested they’d all know for themselves before long. But you can’t keep sailors from gamming, sir. They’ve got an idea it’s gold, I think.”
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J. Allan Dunn No Man's Island — Chapter VIII (1920)

Without a word Steiner turned and left the cabin, followed by the man who had come with him as a guard.
“He hardly looks dangerous,” suggested Manning. “But I’ve an idea the man is consumed with curiosity. He knows you did not come down here solely on his account. And that type is always dangerous.”
“None of the crowd are seriously sick,” replied Hooper. “A few days of good food and a little medicine and freedom from that stockade, and they’ll pick up again. They are a sturdy lot. Sixteen of them, all told. That means Tiburi has seven skulls in his house.
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