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CHAPTER VI. THE MUCKER AT BAY  
"
WHAT has this man said to you, Miss Harding?" cried Theriere. "Has he offered  
you harm?"  
"I do not think that he would have dared strike me," replied the girl, "though he  
threatened to do so. He is the coward who murdered poor Mr. Mallory upon the  
Lotus. He might stoop to anything after that."  
Theriere turned angrily upon Byrne.  
"
Go below!" he shouted. "I'll attend to you later. If Miss Harding were not here I'd  
thrash you within an inch of your life now. And if I ever hear of your speaking to  
her again, or offering her the slightest indignity I'll put a bullet through you so  
quick you won't know what has struck you."  
"T'ell yeh will!" sneered Billy Byrne. "I got your number, yeh big stiff; an' yeh  
better not get gay wit me. Dey ain't no guy on board dis man's ship dat can hand  
Billy Byrne dat kin' o' guff an' get away with it--see?" and before Theriere knew  
what had happened a heavy fist had caught him upon the point of the chin and  
lifted him clear off the deck to drop him unconscious at Miss Harding's feet.  
"Yeh see wot happens to guys dat get gay wit me?" said the mucker to the girl,  
and then stooping over the prostrate form of the mate Billy Byrne withdrew a  
huge revolver from Theriere's hip pocket.  
"
I guess I'll need dis gat in my business purty soon," he remarked.  
Then he planted a vicious kick in the face of the unconscious man and went his  
way to the forecastle.  
"Now maybe she'll tink Billy Byrne's a coward," he thought, as he disappeared  
below.  
Barbara Harding stood speechless with shock at the brutality and ferocity of the  
unexpected attack upon Theriere. Never in all her life had she dreamed that there  
could exist upon the face of the earth a thing in human form so devoid of honor,  
and chivalry, and fair play as the creature that she had just witnessed  
threatening a defenseless woman, and kicking an unconscious man in the face;  
but then Barbara Harding had never lived between Grand Avenue and Lake  
Street, and Halsted and Robey, where standards of masculine bravery are strange  
and fearful.  
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