ed the toes of his
crossed boots with his malacca. But Cornelys Jensen, advancing forward,
put in his word.

'Saving your presence, Master Nathaniel,' he said, 'but is not this a
most honourable and commendable enterprise? What better thing could a
gallant gentleman do than to found such a brotherhood of honest hearts
and honest hands as Captain Marmaduke here proposes?'

The frown faded from the Captain's face, and a pleased flush deepened
its warm colour. It is a curious thing that men of his kidney--men with
an unerring eye for a good man--have often a poor eye for a rogue. It
amazed me to see my Captain so pleased at the praisings of Cornelys
Jensen. But I was to find out later that he was the easiest man in the
world to deceive.

'Spoken like a man, Cornelys; spoken like a true man,' he said.

'I must ever speak my mind,' said Cornelys Jensen. 'I may be a rough
sea-fellow, but if I have a thing to say I must needs spit it out,
whether it please or pain. And I say roundly here, in your honour's
presence, that I think this to be a noble venture, and that I have
never, since first I saw salt water, prepared for any cruise with so
much pleasure.'

Which was indeed true, but not as he intended my Captain to take it, and
as my Captain did take it.

'Well,' grumbled Nathaniel, 'you are a pair of fools, both of you,' and
as he spoke he glanced from one to the other with those little shrewd
eyes of his, looking at my Captain first and then at Cornelys.

Young as I was, and fresh to the reading of the faces of crafty men, I
thought that the look in his eyes--for his face changed not at all--was
very different when they rested on the brown face of Cornelys Jensen
than when they looked on the florid visage of my good patron. He glanced
with contempt upon his kinsman, but I did not see contempt in the gaze
he fixed upon Cornelys, who returned his gaze with a steady, unabashed
stare.

'Yes,' the old man went on, 'you are a pair of fools, and a fool and his
money is a pithy proverb, and true enough of one of you. But it is well
sometimes to treat a fool according to his folly, and so, if you are
really determined upon this adventure----'

He paused, and looked again at the Captain and again at Cornelys Jensen.

Cornelys Jensen remained perfectly unmoved. The Captain's face grew a
shade redder.

'I am,' he said shortly.

'Very well, then,' said the old gentleman; 'as you are my brother, I
must needs humour you. You