“We’ll have to swim!” said Tom, sadly.
“An’ leave ’im the boat? We can’t do any more piratin’ then?”
“There was a note of gladness in Dave’s voice.
“Yes,” replied Tom, savagely; “an’ I’ll have to go back to the old man and get whaled. It’s his fault, and I’ll—I’ll——”
The boss pirate clenched his fist angrily.
“What’ll you do?” asked Dave, anxiously.
The first mate was not for taking any risks.
“You’ll see what I’ll do,” cried the chief, “an’ so will he!”
A vengeful light shone in Tom Pagdin’s eye.
Dave started.