“You shot them geese, and——”
“Oh, that’s foolishness!” cried Chet. “We don’t want to hear it. A man with sense ought to know better than to talk that way.”
“I know what I am talking about,” grumbled Pep Loggermore.
“You go on about your business,” said Andy, sharply.
Loggermore was about to argue some more, when Captain Williamson put in an appearance. He slouched off, but when out of sight, turned and shook his fist at the youths.
“I ain’t going to sail with no such fellers as you,” he muttered to himself. “And I don’t think the other men will want to sail with you, either. If we ever get ashore alive, we’ll see to it that you two fools don’t come aboard again!”
“What did that fellow want of you?” demanded the captain, of the chums.
“Oh, it wasn’t much,” answered Andy, evasively. He did not want to get Loggermore into trouble.
“Did he threaten you?”
“He didn’t like it, because we shot the geese,” said Chet.