Chapter 22

Uncle Harry laid down the lance and came aft to light a cigar. "That's a good day's work," he said. "No diving with that fellow about! He's sinking now; well have the boys cut the line and make the end fast to the coral. Tomorrow he'll float high--I'll send a couple of men to cut out the jaws. They'll make you a fine souvenir of Iriatai." There was rejoicing when we arrived at camp, for the native regards a large shark with peculiar, superstitious dread. There had been much talk among the divers since the night bef…