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From
scarlet
the
officer
's
face
went
white
,
for
this
was
mutiny
;
and
mutiny
he
had
met
and
subdued
before
in
his
brutal
career
.
Without
waiting
to
rise
he
whipped
a
revolver
from
his
pocket
,
firing
point
blank
at
the
great
mountain
of
muscle
towering
before
him
;
but
,
quick
as
he
was
,
John
Clayton
was
almost
as
quick
,
so
that
the
bullet
which
was
intended
for
the
sailor
's
heart
lodged
in
the
sailor
's
leg
instead
,
for
Lord
Greystoke
had
struck
down
the
captain
's
arm
as
he
had
seen
the
weapon
flash
in
the
sun
.
Words
passed
between
Clayton
and
the
captain
,
the
former
making
it
plain
that
he
was
disgusted
with
the
brutality
displayed
toward
the
crew
,
nor
would
he
countenance
anything
further
of
the
kind
while
he
and
Lady
Greystoke
remained
passengers
.
The
captain
was
on
the
point
of
making
an
angry
reply
,
but
,
thinking
better
of
it
,
turned
on
his
heel
and
black
and
scowling
,
strode
aft
.
He
did
not
care
to
antagonize
an
English
official
,
for
the
Queen
's
mighty
arm
wielded
a
punitive
instrument
which
he
could
appreciate
,
and
which
he
feared
--
England
's
far-reaching
navy
.
The
two
sailors
picked
themselves
up
,
the
older
man
assisting
his
wounded
comrade
to
rise
.
The
big
fellow
,
who
was
known
among
his
mates
as
Black
Michael
,
tried
his
leg
gingerly
,
and
,
finding
that
it
bore
his
weight
,
turned
to
Clayton
with
a
word
of
gruff
thanks
.
Though
the
fellow
's
tone
was
surly
,
his
words
were
evidently
well
meant
.
Ere
he
had
scarce
finished
his
little
speech
he
had
turned
and
was
limping
off
toward
the
forecastle
with
the
very
apparent
intention
of
forestalling
any
further
conversation
.
They
did
not
see
him
again
for
several
days
,
nor
did
the
captain
accord
them
more
than
the
surliest
of
grunts
when
he
was
forced
to
speak
to
them
.
They
took
their
meals
in
his
cabin
,
as
they
had
before
the
unfortunate
occurrence
;
but
the
captain
was
careful
to
see
that
his
duties
never
permitted
him
to
eat
at
the
same
time
.
The
other
officers
were
coarse
,
illiterate
fellows
,
but
little
above
the
villainous
crew
they
bullied
,
and
were
only
too
glad
to
avoid
social
intercourse
with
the
polished
English
noble
and
his
lady
,
so
that
the
Claytons
were
left
very
much
to
themselves
.
This
in
itself
accorded
perfectly
with
their
desires
,
but
it
also
rather
isolated
them
from
the
life
of
the
little
ship
so
that
they
were
unable
to
keep
in
touch
with
the
daily
happenings
which
were
to
culminate
so
soon
in
bloody
tragedy
.
