"'Tis the badge of Tete-noire, the Norman," cried a seaman-mariner.
"Let me put my finger on the number for good luck," and she touched the badge on his arm.
Again the badge number—11,785—was not Mortimer's, as registered in Faust's book.
"De gent could buy a badge and get in," volunteered Old Bill.
It was a badge of courage, whatever it was—a badge which thrilled and horrified ...