pered. "And all I had was on board her. It wasn't much, but it was a good deal to me."
"Let us be thankful that we saved our lives," I replied. "Captain Hannock no doubt thinks we are at the bottom of the ocean."
"By the way, where is the jolly-boat?" asked Phil suddenly.
I stood up and looked eagerly in all directions. Not a craft of any kind was to be seen.
"She's gone," I replied. "I suppose they have a compass, and have set out for the shore."
"If it wasn't for a couple of the men, I'd like to see the boat swamped," said Phil.
"Captain Hannock will be surprised if we ever meet again," I replied.
"I don't want to meet him again. I won't live with him. I'll kill myself first."
I was surprised at the determination with which the cabin boy uttered the words.
"You are right," I replied. "Captain Hannock is not a fit person for any one to have in charge. If we ever escape, depend upon it I will do all in my power to see that you are treated better in the future."
"Will you? Oh, thank you very much!"
The sun was now rising quite high in the eastern sky, sending broad sheets of light over the ocean. I
