"What was he doing aft, then? He'd no place here...."
Brander explained: "I had him forward, watching for breakers. He saw
them, and yelled, and when no one heard he raced to give the word...."
Faith nodded. "Yes; he was gripping for the wheel to swing it down, even
when Noll...."
Dan'l swung to Brander. "You're over quick to come between me and the
men, Mr. Brander," he said harshly. "Best mend that."
"I'll not see Mauger smashed for no fault," Brander told him steadily.
Dan'l took a step nearer the other.
"You'll understand, I'm master here, now."
There was battle in Brander's eyes. Men's blood was hot that morning....
But Faith stepped between. "Dan'l. Noll's gone. First thing is to get
the _Sally_ free."
Dan'l still eyed Brander for a moment; then he drew back, swung away,
looked around. The island they had struck was barely visible through the
drifting rain.... He said: "This is not where we headed."
"You know this place?"
"No."
"Then we'll get clear as quick as may be."
He smiled sneeringly: "I'm thinking we're here to stay, Faith.
Leastwise, the _Sally_...."
"The _Sally_ does not stay here," Faith told him sternly. "She floats;
she fills her casks; she goes safely home to Jonathan Felt," she said.
"Mark that, Dan'l. That's the way of it, and nothing else."