"You're talkin' sense now, pardner; but we need them fellers worse'n they do us. The brig must be afloat before anything is done."
"Of course she must. You don't think I'm sich a fool as not to think of them tricks. Leave me to boss the job, an' it won't be many hours till we have everything our own way."
Then the three men went on deck apparently the most honest sailors to be found on the sea; and from his place of refuge in the galley Jim watched them distrustfully.
