Yet Shuffles was so bold in thought, and so daring in execution, that Wilton could hardly abandon the hope of obtaining his assistance; besides, the third lieutenant would be officer of the deck when the professors went to supper, and might wink at their departure in the boats, if he did not actually help them off.

“Would you say anything to Shuffles?” asked Wilton, still in doubt, of Monroe, as they happened to meet again in the waist.

“To Shuffles!” exclaimed Monroe, in an energetic whisper.

“I mean so.”

“Certainly not.  I should as soon think of speaking to Lowington himself.”

“But Shuffles may join us.  He is always in for a good time.”

“Why, you ninny, he is third lieutenant of the ship.”

“No matter if he is.  I think Shuffles would like to join us.”

“Nonsense!  He has been in office only three days, and it would break him.  He would be degraded to the steerage,” replied Monroe, who could not help thinking that Wilton was beside himself in proposing such a thing, and that the enterprise was doomed to failure in such incompetent hands.

“If he won’t join us, perhaps he will help us off.  He is officer of the deck, you know, in the second dog watch.”

“I know he is; but don’t you open your mouth to him.  If you do, I’ll back out at once.”

“Back out?”

“Yes, back out.  I believe you are crazy.  Why don’t you go to Captain Carnes, and done with it?” said Monroe, with energy.

“I haven’t any hold on Carnes, and I have on Shuffles.”

“What do you mean?” asked the prudent conspirator, curiously.

“If Shuffles won’t join us, he won’t blow on us, you may depend upon that.  He wouldn’t dare to do it.  I could break him before sundown, if I chose,” said Wilton, with conscious power.

“That alters the case.”

“Of course, I shouldn’t think of saying anything to him, if I did not know what I was talking about.  I have him where the hair is short, and he knows it, as well as I do.”

“What is it, Wilton?”

“No matter what it is.  When a thing is told me in confidence, I keep it to myself; but if he turns traitor to his cronies, he must look out for breakers.  He knows what it is.”

“Well, if you can get him, he will be a first-rate fellow to have.”

“I think I can get him.  Here he comes; you keep out of the way, and I will see how deep the water is.”

Monroe went forward to find a student to whom he had been deputed to speak in the interest of the enterprise leaving Wilton to grapple with the old lion of mischief, whose teeth, however, seemed to have been worn out in the cause.

“What’s up, Wilton?” demanded the third lieutenant who was now off duty, and therefore allowed to speak to the crew, though it was a privilege of which the officers seldom availed themselves.

“Who said anything was up?” asked Wilton.