"I just saw that rascal go into the cook's galley. Jeff wasn't there, and Semmel took the lid off of a big pot on the stove and sprinkled something inside."
"What!" Captain Ponsberry leaped to his feet "Are you certain of this?" he demanded.
"I am—for I saw it with my own eyes."
"What was that stuff he put into the pot?"
"I don't know."
"Did he touch anything else?"
"No. He was in a tremendous hurry and wasn't in the galley more than a minute at the most."
"The scoundrel!" Captain Ponsberry clenched his fists. "Larry, you are positive you are making no mistake?"
"I saw the thing done just as I told you. The stuff was in a bit of white paper. When he went forward he threw the paper overboard."
"Did anybody else see this?"