"Could he do that?" questioned Phil.
"He might."
"I will go below and look around," went on Captain Marshall. "You boys scatter on the deck and watch for him. He must not be allowed to get away!"
The boys did as requested, and the captain went below, to be gone quarter of an hour and more. When he came up, his face was much downcast.
"He has certainly gotten away," he declared. "His valise and some of his clothing are gone, and his money box is wide open and empty."
"Where is the mate?" asked Phil.
"There he is!" exclaimed Dave, pointing to the bow.
The captain ran forward.
"Mr. Shepley, have you seen Mr. Van Blott?"
"When?" inquired the mate, slowly.
"Within the last ten or twenty minutes."
"Why, yes."
"Where is he?"
"I think he walked ashore. I didn't notice, particularly."
"Humph! Did he have his valise?"
"I don't know but what he did. I wasn't paying any particular attention. Are we to unload, or not?" went on the first mate.
"We are to do nothing until Mr. Van Blott is found," answered the captain, shortly.
