“They always do,” says Catty. “Lots of times the prisoners bear scars for life, where the ropes cut in.”
“I’m not collecting scars,” says I. “Postage stamps are my specialty.”
“Everybody leave me alone,” says Catty, “while I think.”
“I suppose Robbins will be coming along next,” says Mr. Dunn.
“I doubt it,” says Mr. House. “I heard that man who seems to be bossing the crew give orders to man a boat and go out to the yacht. Most likely the mutineers have taken possession of it by now, both the Porpoise and your big yacht.”
“Then,” says Catty, “the Albatross is our only hope.”
“If there is any hope,” says I.
“I’m beginning to get an idea,” says Catty, “but we’ll have to wait for dark.”
“I hope it’s a good one,” says Mr. Dunn.
“It will be,” says Catty, “if it works.”