CHAPTER XV
SUSPICIOUS ACTIONS
"Man overboard!" cried several of the fishermen.
"Yes, and with a pesky swordfish too close for comfort!" added Abe Haskill. "Stop that motor, Bunker; we'll have to pick him up."
The fisherman who was called to, pulled out the switch, thus stopping the motor, and the boat drifted about on the slowly rising and falling billows.
"Can you see him?" asked the captain of the man who acted as mate.
"Yes, he's right astern, but that fish"
"Is he coming after Jake?"
"Full tilt!"
"Grab that prod, one of you!" yelled the captain. "See if you can harpoon him with it. I'll git out the duck gun, though land knows it ain't much use against a pesky swordfish!"
One of the fishermen picked up the iron-shod pole the unfortunate man had dropped as he went
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