Back came the answer, faint, yet distinct:
"A castaway in a dory! For heaven's sake, pick me up!"
"Not a thing happened after we picked up the last castaway in a small boat," uttered Joseph Baldwin, sarcastically.
"That hail sounded like a boy's voice," muttered Tom.
"If you pick anyone up in this fog, be careful!" cautioned the owner.
"Oh, won't I be careful, though?" retorted Skipper Tom. "Yet I've half a mind to pick this chap up, just to see what the game is. My curiosity is working over-time. I'm anxious to see the newest trick from the hands that steer the 'Victor'!"
CHAPTER XIX TED DYER, SAILOR BY MARRIAGE
Still Ab continued to hail from the bow of the motor yacht, young Captain Tom having gone forward to stand by him and give directions.
"We'll take you aboard, and have a look at you, anyway," Ab called through the megaphone. "That is, if you make us closely enough to catch a rope from us. But we won't change our course, or stop ship."