I went to the after companionway and called up to the men to send
the first mate down; but Burns came instead.

"Singleton's sick," he explained. "He's up there in a corner, with
Oleson and McNamara holding him."

"Burns," I said cautiously--"I've found another!"

"God, not one of the women!"

"One of the maids--Karen."

Burns was a young fellow about my own age, and to this point he had
stood up well. But he had been having a sort of flirtation with the
girl, and I saw him go sick with horror. He wanted to see her, when
he had got command of himself; but I would not let him enter the
room. He stood outside, while I went in and carried out the
stewardess, who was coming to and moaning. I took her forward, and
told the three women there what I had found.

Mrs. Johns was better, and I found them all huddled in her room. I
put the stewardess on the bed, and locked the door into the next
room. Then, after examining the window, I gave Elsa Lee my revolver.

"Don't let any one in," I said. "I'll put a guard at the two
companionways, and we'll let no one down. But keep the door locked
also."