He started for Madden, when Hogan caught him under the arms.
Presently from the port side Hogan raised his voice guardedly.
In the midst of the smoke-filled deck, Hogan was applying his match to another.
"Smith'll have some sense when he can't get any more," he shouted in Hogan's ear.
Hogan saluted in the darkness and turned about for his cabin.
Hogan, Deschaillon, and two navvies caught him by the legs and arms.
Just then a head came up over the rail just above Hogan and Mulcher.
"Right you are there, Misther Madden," agreed Hogan at once.
"No, I haven't," said Hogan, taking vague alarm at Madden's tone.
Hogan replied by roundly cursing the coat and his own lucklessness.