Then a voice hailed them. Some one called to them in Turkish. It was a challenge, although they did not understand the words.
“Talk English,” cried Dick. “We don’t understand that lingo.”
“No, we don’t savvy it any at all,” said Buckhart.
“Are you trying to collide with me?” demanded a voice from behind the searchlight. “Keep off!”
“He savvys United States all right,” said Brad, in deep satisfaction. “Now we can powwow with him.”
The captain of the steamer gave a signal for the engineer to reverse his engines.
“Who are you?” demanded Dick.
“What right have you to ask?” was the indignant retort.
“We take the right. Better answer.”
“I am a peaceful individual seeking to get some sleep. Why do you come pounding in here with your noisy old boat and disturb my rest?”