"The rascal!" murmured Larry. "So this is his game. I wonder what he put into that pot?"
For the moment the young second mate thought to confront Semmel and demand an explanation. Then he changed his mind and hurried for the cabin, to tell the news to Captain Ponsberry.
[CHAPTER V]
SIGNS OF A MUTINY
"I've found out something important, Captain Ponsberry," said Larry, as he entered the cabin. "I now know what's the matter with the grub." To all salt-water sailors food is grub and nothing else.
"Well, what is the matter with it?" questioned the master of the Columbia, quickly.
"It's being doctored, that's what's the matter."
"Doctored?"
"Yes, sir,—doctored by Semmel, too."
"Will you explain what you mean, Larry?" demanded the captain, intensely interested.