“We will talk that over later. Make yourselves at home, girls.”
“Chester, order Captain Long to run back at once!” cried June.
“Sorry I can’t oblige you, sis.”
“You won’t do it for me?” she questioned.
“No, not even for you, June.”
“Perhaps he will do it for me,” said a calm voice, and the sound of that voice caused Chester to give a mighty start and turn, his own face blanching.
Another boy had descended the companionway and stood just outside the door.
“Merriwell!” gasped Chet.
“Exactly,” said Dick.
“How did you get on board?”