the captain had the rowboat turned around and headed for the island. In the meantime the first mate returned to the bark. Once on the deck of the ship he was quickly joined by the former supercargo.
"What did he say?" asked Jasper Van Blott, anxiously.
"Said he'd go."
"Then we must lose no time in getting up the anchors. Luckily the breeze is just right."
"Wait until they are ashore and have disappeared," answered the first mate, nervously. He was really a coward at heart, and now fairly under the thumb of Van Blott.
It took but a few minutes for the captain, Dave, and Billy Dill to gain the stretch of sand. Then those on the Stormy Petrel saw them draw the small craft up to a safe place and disappear in among the trees.
"Now then, act as quickly as you can," said Jasper Van Blott.
An order was issued for the sailors to come on deck, and all did so, and the second mate, a young man named Bob Sanders, also appeared. Then Paul Shepley issued orders to hoist the anchors and raise some of the sails.
"What does this mean, Mr. Shepley?" asked the second mate, in surprise.
"The captain has found a passageway and wants
