up, and they could not obtain any satisfactory explanation regarding them.
"Now we will go on deck and examine that stuff that was to go ashore," said Captain Marshall.
"Especially the goods for Baumann & Feltmuller," put in the senator's son.
"Ha! What do you know about that firm?" gasped Jasper Van Blott.
"Not much."
"You—you have been spying on me—you must have followed me on shore," gasped the super cargo. "But you are mistaken, you will find nothing wrong," he added, suddenly, and then appeared to calm down.
They went on deck, where they found Dave still on guard. The first mate was sulking near the rail. As soon as the captain appeared Dave walked up to him.
"I am glad you are here," he whispered. "Mr. Shepley wanted to send the goods ashore, but I told him that, if he did so, I would call you."
"Is that so? Thank you, Dave, I am glad you went on watch," replied the master of the Stormy Petrel.
The inspection of the goods began, and in the midst of the work Jasper Van Blott gave an exclamation.
"Did anybody bring that brown book up?" he queried.
