"Hungry?"
"Yes."
"What makes you think that?"
" 'Cause he bit the dust."
A general groan was heard in the cabin.
"Throw him overboard!"
"I know a better way to punish him for that ghastly joke."
"How?"
"Take the food away from him, tie him up and make him watch us
eat," was the answer.
A shout of laughter greeted the proposition.
The pilot of the "Marie," a heavily bearded man named Cummings,
broke out in a loud guffaw.
All eyes were turned upon him.
"I reckon I kin tie him up if you says the word," he volunteered.
"All right; tie him up," shouted the performers, scenting fun.
Teddy eyed the pilot out of the corners of his eyes and placidly
munched his sandwich. The pilot, in the meantime, had stepped to
the rear end of the cabin, where, from a box of life-preservers
he took a piece of Manila rope.
"I believe he is going to do it," said a clown, nudging
his companion.
"You mean he is going to try it," answered the other. "Watch for
some fun. He thinks Teddy is an easy mark."
"He will be in this case. That fellow, Cummings, is hard as a
rail fence.
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