The girls sat down and talked the matter over until daylight. At about nine o'clock Lew Flapp approached the stateroom door.
"Don't you want something to eat?" he asked, civilly.
"I want a drink," answered Nellie, promptly, for she was exceedingly thirsty.
"I've got a pitcher of ice water for you and some breakfast, too. You might as well eat it as not. There's no sense in starving yourselves."
"I suppose that is true," whispered Nellie to her cousin. She was hungry as well as thirsty, having had no supper the night before.
The door was opened and Lew Flapp passed the food and drink into them. Then he stood in the doorway eyeing them curiously.
"It's too bad you won't be friends with us," said he, with a grin.
"It would be much pleasanter to be friends."
"Thank you, but I don't want you for a friend, Mr. Flapp," said Dora, frigidly.
"I ain't so bad as you think I am."
"You are bad enough."