"Will I? Well, I'll see," answered Sammy, confidently. "I'm sure that man is trying to hide something."
"I thought he was trying to find something, from what you said at first—the pirates' gold!" laughed Bob.
"Oh, you know what I mean," returned Sammy. "Quit your fooling!"
They rowed on in silence for a few minutes, and suddenly Frank, who was in the stern, gave a loud yell.
"What's the matter?" asked Bob. "See a shark?"
"No, but a crab's got my toe! Look out! They're getting out of the basket!"
He jumped up on the stern seat, holding out one bare foot—to the big toe of which a large crab was clinging with his strong claw.
"Take him off!" cried Frank, dancing about.
"Take him off!" cried Frank.