If you
threaten to--to horsewhip him, I think it might produce an effect upon
him."
"Really, my dear Mr. Vane," said Clinton, turning pale, "I don't think
I could go as far as that."
"I thought you were my friend, Mr. Clinton," said Harry,
reproachfully.
"So I am, but I think you are, too--too bloodthirsty, Mr. Vane. It is
best to be prudent, don't you know. There's that Yankee, Mr. Stubbs;
he would do a great deal better than I. He's stronger, and older,
and--you'd better speak to him, don't you know."
"A very good suggestion, Mr. Clinton," said Harry.
"I am afraid I should fare badly," thought our hero, "if I depended
upon Clinton to stand by me. He isn't of the stuff they make heroes
of."
Twenty-four hours passed before Captain Hill reappeared on deck.
Meanwhile Harry had received congratulations from all the passengers
on his display of pluck, and from some of the sailors besides. In
fact, if he had not been a sensible boy, he might have been in danger
of being spoiled by praise. But he answered, very modestly, that he
had only acted from impulse, actuated by a desire to save Jack, and
had not had time to count the consequences.
"I'll stand by you, my lad," said Hirman Stubbs. "The captain may try
to do you wrong, but he will have somebody else to reckon with--I
won't see you hurt.
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