"Yes."
"Where did they get it?"
Brander shook his head; he waited for her to speak. She said: "Let me
talk to Mauger."
He sent the one-eyed man to her, and took himself away.... Mauger told
his story volubly. The little man had added a cubit to his stature by
his exploit; he had done heroically, and knew it, and was proud.... He
told, straightforwardly, how Brander dropped down into the
fo'c's'le.... "Slatter had fixed it with a man to knock out the light,"
he explained. "I heard them whispering. I was watching.... I saw Slatter
had a knife. So when he jumped for Mr. Brander, I tripped him, and he
fell over me, and then Mr. Brander grabbed him...." The little man
chuckled at the joke on himself. "They fit all over me, ma'am," he said,
"They done a double shuffle up and down my backbone, right."
Faith smiled at him and told him he did well. "But where did the men get
liquor?" she asked.
Mauger grinned and backed away. "I dunno, ma'am.... Did they have
any?..."