The boy did as advised.
He saw no preparations for eating, but he was so wearied and anxious that he felt little appetite; and, throwing himself in one of the hammocks, he committed himself to the care of Heaven, and was soon asleep.
He never opened his eyes till roused by the smell of burning meat, and looking up, saw one of the men cooking in the cabin, instead of on deck, as it seemed to the lad ought to have been the case.
He now took a good survey of the countenances of the men. They did not look particularly wicked, though both were hard and forbidding.
They paid scarcely any attention to the boy, but gave him to understand that he was at liberty to eat if he wished.
Jim did so, and as soon as the meal was finished strolled on deck.
From the direction of the morning sun he saw they were sailing southward, and the long stretch of land on the right he concluded must be the Jersey coast.
Chapter XIV.
Such a bleak and piercing wind swept across the deck of the Simoon that Jim Travers was glad to spend most of his time in the cabin, where a warm fire was always going.
The first day out the boy succeeded in picking up a few scraps of knowledge, which served rather to deepen than to clear up the mystery of his abduction.