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“We’ve give him time enough, Will,” he said sourly. “There’s no such bloody island, if ye ask me! And if there is, it’s nowheres hereabout.”

“Aye, we’re on a wild-goose chase, and no mistake.”

“Well, then, it’s time we let him know we’re sick o’ drifting about the like o’ this! Mills says so, and Matt Quintal’s with us. Brown’ll do as we tell him. Ye’ll never talk Alex over; Christian’s God Almighty to him! I reckon Jack Williams has had enough, like the rest. That’ll make six of us to the three o’ them. What’s the name o’ that island we raised, out to the west?”

“Rarotonga, the Indians said.”

“Aye. That’s the place! And many a fine lass ashore, I’ll warrant. If we do find this Pitcairn’s Island, it’ll be nothing but a bloody rock, with no women but them we’ve fetched with us. Twelve for fifteen men!”

McCoy nodded. “We’ve no lasses enough. There’ll be trouble afore we’re through if we hae no more.”

“In Rarotonga we could have the pick o’ the place. It’s time we made him take us there, whether he likes it or not!”