"Nobody!" came from all the newcomers.
"Do you mean to say there wasn't a soul on this boat when you found her?" asked Dan Baxter, in high curiosity.
"That is the truth," said Tom. "She was drifting around, abandoned.
We simply climbed on board and took possession."
"Out in the middle of the gulf?" asked the first mate, incredulously.
"Yes."
"Ve vos shipwrecked and vos mighty glad to got on board," said Hans.
"Oh, that's it!" cried Sid Jeffers and a gleam of intelligence shot from his eyes. "Mighty lucky you was, and no error! A ship like this is worth a pile of money. But let us have something to eat and to drink first and then we can talk matters over. A fellow can't pow-wow well on an empty stomach."
He spoke a few words in a low tone to his two men and they passed into the galley, where Hans and Sam showed them the food that was on board. In the meantime Sid Jeffers went on a hunt for liquor, and finding a bottle took a long drink, and then passed it over to Sack Todd and the others.
"Dick, I don't like this at all," whispered Tom, as soon as he could get the chance.
"Neither do I, Tom. I never expected to meet this crowd out here."