ejaculated Roger, and his tone showed his disappointment.
In the morning the sea was more agitated than ever. One minute it would appear to flatten out, the next, two waves would come together with a clash that sent the spray flying upward for many feet. More dead fish were in evidence on every hand.
"I have never witnessed anything like this," commented Captain Marshall. "I trust it gets no worse."
When the breeze sprang up, it came from the wrong direction, and the Stormy Petrel had to tack as best she could. The breeze kept growing stiffer and stiffer, until it was little short of a gale. Then a thick mist settled down on the ocean, shutting out the view upon all sides.
"I must say I don't like this," observed the senator's son. "Supposing we should run into some thing?"
"There isn't much to run into," replied Dave. "I just asked the captain, and he told me we were a good many miles from land of any sort."
"We might run into some other ship."
"There seem to be very few ships in this locality."
Morning found the Stormy Petrel still surrounded by the mist, and there was now little or no wind. The barometer had gone down, and the
