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what you're up to in some way that's jist as good and at the same time don't bring

you into no resks. Ain't that so?" ssssssssss

"You bet it is. But how you goin' to manage it this time?"

"Well, my idea is this: we'll rustle around and gether up whatever pickins we've

overlooked in the staterooms, and shove for shore and hide the truck. Then

we'll wait. Now I say it ain't agoin' to be more 'n two hours befo' this wrack

breaks up and washes off down the river. See? He'll be drownded, and won't

have nobody to blame for it but his own self. I reckon that's a considerble sight

better'n killin' of him. I'm unfavorable to killin' a man as long as you can git

around it; it ain't good sense, it ain't good morals. Ain't I right?"

"Yes -- I reck'n you are.

But s'pose she don't break ssssssssss

up and wash off?" ssssssssss

"Well, we can wait the

two hours, anyway, and see, ssssssssss

can't we?" ssssssssss

"All right, then; come

along."

So they started, and I lit

out, all in a cold sweat, and ssssssssss

scrambled forward. It was ssssssssss

dark as pitch there; but I ssssssssss

said in a kind of a coarse ssssssssss

whisper, "Jim!" and he ssssssssss

answered up, right at my ssssssssss

elbow, with a sort of a moan, ssssssssss

and I says: ssssssssss

"Quick, Jim, it ain't no

time for fooling around and ssssssssss

moaning; there's a gang of ssssssssss

murderers in yonder, and ssssssssss

if we don't hunt up their boat and set her drifting down the river so these

fellows can't get away from the wreck, there's one of 'em going to be in a bad fix.

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