“Yes, I’ve been aboard plenty of ’em,—one time and another.”
“Did you ever see the Betsey Andrews?”
Jack Rooney stood for a moment in deep thought, and then scratched his grizzled chin.
“How long ago is it she was in these parts?”
“Oh, two years ago at least.”
“Who was her captain, do you know?”
“Captain Jacob Spark.”
“Spark? Oh, yes, I remember him! A one-armed man, an old war veteran.”
“Yes, I was told he had but one arm.” Chet’s heart began to beat a little faster. “Then you remember him and his ship?”
“Oh, yes.”