"I ate one of those sandwiches and it didn't hurt me," said Fred.
"Yah, and I vos eat two of dem," put in Hans. "Da vos goot, doo!" and he smacked his lips.
"Perhaps you ate something earlier in the day that didn't agree with you," said Captain Barforth; and there the talk ended, and Bahama Bill retired once more.
Less than an hour later came a commotion on the steam yacht. Two men were evidently fighting and the voice of Bahama Bill was heard.
"I've caught ye!" he bellowed. "No, ye ain't goin' to git away nuther!" And then came a crash as some article of furniture was tipped over.
A rush was made by Mr. Rover, the boys and several others, and to the astonishment of all Bahama Bill was discovered on the deck locked arm in arm with Walt Wingate, who was doing his best to break away.
"Wingate, you rascal!" shouted Anderson Rover, and caught the deck hand by the collar.
"Let me go!" yelled the fellow, and struggled to free himself. He held a pistol in one hand and this went off, but the bullet merely cut the air. Then the weapon was taken from him.
"So you are still on board, eh?" roared Captain Barforth, when he confronted the man. "What have you to say for yourself?"
"I—er—I haven't done anything wrong," was Wingate's stubborn reply.