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Biggs
climbed
up
and
stood
dripping
.
He
saw
the
men
holding
Spender
.
"
Well
,
"
he
said
,
and
started
forward
.
"
That
’
s
enough
,
"
snapped
Captain
Wilder
.
The
men
broke
away
from
Spender
.
Biggs
stopped
and
glanced
at
the
captain
.
"
All
right
,
Biggs
,
get
some
dry
clothes
.
You
men
,
carry
on
your
party
!
Spender
,
come
with
me
!
"
The
men
took
up
the
party
.
Wilder
moved
off
some
distance
and
confronted
Spender
.
"
Suppose
you
explain
what
just
happened
,
"
he
said
.
Spender
looked
at
the
canal
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
I
was
ashamed
.
Of
Biggs
and
us
and
the
noise
.
Christ
,
what
a
spectade
.
"
"
It
’
s
been
a
long
trip
.
They
’
ve
got
to
have
their
fling
.
"
"
Where
’
s
their
respect
,
sir
?
Where
’
s
their
sense
of
the
right
thing
?
"
"
You
’
re
tired
,
and
you
’
ve
a
different
way
of
seeing
things
,
Spender
.
That
’
s
a
fifty
-
dollar
fine
for
you
.
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
It
was
just
the
idea
of
Them
watching
us
make
fools
of
ourselves
.
"
