Bernick: I cannot believe it, Krap. I cannot and will not believe
such a thing of Aune.

Krap: I am very sorry--but it is the simple truth. Something very
suspicious is going on. No new timbers put in, as far as I could
see, only stopped up and tinkered at, and covered over with
sailcloth and tarpaulins and that sort of thing--an absolute
fraud. The "Indian Girl" will never get to New York; she will go
to the bottom like a cracked pot.

Bernick: This is most horrible! But what can be his object, do
you suppose?

Krap: Probably he wants to bring the machines into discredit--
wants to take his revenge--wants to force you to take the old
hands on again.

Bernick: And to do this he is willing to sacrifice the lives of
all on board.

Krap: He said the other day that there were no men on board the
"Indian Girl"--only wild beasts.

Bernick: Yes, but--apart from that--has he no regard for the
great loss of capital it would mean?

Krap: Aune does not look upon capital with a very friendly eye,
Mr. Bernick.

Bernick: That is perfectly true; he is an agitator and a fomenter