"It's really haunted," replied Meg. "Mustn't go near it."
The young machinist laughed.
"Seems to me everything is haunted around here," he said, "Were you ever on board?"
"Nope, Pooler would kill me if I went. He's terrible when he's mad;" and Meg shook her head as the memory of past trials arose in her mind.
Meanwhile Mont had gone on ahead, and now, not without some difficulty, reached the deck of the stranded vessel. Jack followed him, leaving the girl behind.
"Don't be long, please," called out Meg; "I don't like to stay here, and besides, I've got to get back, you know."
"We will stay only a few minutes," replied the young machinist.
Mont had walked aft, and picking his way over the odds and ends that littered the deck, Jack joined him.
"Jack, do you know what I believe?" asked the young man, when they were out of Meg's hearing.
"What?"