But he shook his head, for he knew that if everything was not done to the moment, the boat would be stove in.
“Hullo! What are you shaking your head about?” he said sharply to Dick.
“Nothing sir, only you said it was strange.”
“Well, isn’t it strange?”
“Ay, sir; so’s the Flying Dutchman!”
“What? Why, you do not think any of that superstitious nonsense about the boat, do you?”
“Well, sir, I dunno. I only says, Where’s the boat now? She couldn’t have got away.”
“No,” said another of the men. “She couldn’t have landed there.”
“Nonsense!” cried Archy angrily. “Absurd! Who ever heard of a phantom lobster-boat?”
Dick shook his head, and then sat playing with the handle of his oar.