My work had made me thoroughly tired, and, as a consequence, it did not take me long to get to sleep when once I was in my bunk.
"The captain wants to see you," said Crocker, as soon as I awoke in the morning.
"What about?"
"He didn't say. You are to go to the cabin."
"All right."
Wondering what was up I pulled on my clothing and made my way aft. The captain was in the cabin alone.
"Well, Foster, I've sent for you to know what your intentions are," he said, as I entered.
"In what respect, Captain Hannock?"
"About remaining on board. Of course you came on the ship under peculiar circumstances, but I think you like the life, and I would like you to remain on board for the trip. I will pay you the same as the other hands."
Of course I was astonished at these words. What was up now? Had the captain hatched out some plot against me?
I did not know then, as I know now, that Mr. Ranson had spoken of me, and that in consequence Captain Hannock was rather alarmed over the prospects should I get ashore. Kidnapping (as Mr. Ranson had put it) is no light crime.
