“Give me half an hour to think the matter over.”

“I’ve no right to give you any time.”

“I can’t run away, captain.”

“I know, but I’d like to go back and make good my declaration in your favor.  I’d like to tell the men it’s all right, and that you will become one of us.”

“On one condition I will take your oaths and obligations.”

“What is your condition?”

“Let me settle my quarrel with the man who is my enemy.”

“I never could consent to that; and besides, I must say that the fact of your suspecting a certain man as having informed against you, lends color to the charge.  Ballard, you must join us or die.”

Spencer Vance was still calm, and did not betray one particle of trepidation as he answered: 

“I should have been informed of your requirements before I was permitted to ship with you.”

“I made a mistake.  I admit that I am responsible!”

“Are you willing to take the responsibility?”

“How can I?”

“Give me a chance for my life.”

“How can I?”

“Make it a gauge of life or death between you and me.”

Ike Denman laughed, and answered:  “Why, man, you are crazy!”

“Not crazy enough to pay the penalty of your mistakes with my life!”

There was a threat in the tones of the detective.

“What do you demand?”

“Your word of honor.”

“To bind a promise?”

“Yes.”

“What shall I promise?”

“That I shall meet my accuser face to face on this deck; let us decide who is the spy and the traitor!”

“That wouldn’t do, Ballard, and I am wasting time.  Your chances are easy enough.  All I ask is that you become one of us.  Refuse, and I will be compelled to pass you over to the crew.”

“And what will they do?”

“Try you.”

“Try me for what?”

“Try you as a traitor.”

“But I am no traitor.”

“You are in our midst, and not one of us; that fact alone will be accepted as proof of your guilt.”

“And I can escape by joining your crew?”

“Yes.”

“I refuse.”

“Have you considered well?”

“I am resolved not to join while my enemy is one of your number.”

“You are throwing your life away.”

“So be it, but you go first!”

Ike was taken all aback, but did not lose his head.  He raised his hands toward his lips intending to sound a whistle, but he was restrained by Vance, who said: 

“Move or make the least signal and you are a goner.”

“Aha! the charge is true,” said Denman in a low tone.

“You inveigled me on board this craft.  You are in collusion with a man who wishes to get rid of me.  There is no chance for me and there is none for you!”

“What do you mean by your statement that I am in collusion with your enemy?”