They ran her in and pulled off to the sloop. When at last they sat down in the little saloon, Vane got a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
"I knew you looked a deadbeat," he laughed, "but I'd no idea I was quite so bad. Anyhow, we'll get the stove lighted and some dry things on. The next question is—what shall we have for supper?"
"That's easy. Everything that's most tempting, and the whole of it."
Shortly afterward they flung their boots and rent garments overboard and sat down to a feast. The plates were empty when they rose, and in another hour both of them were wrapped in heavy slumber.
CHAPTER XVIII
JESSY CONFERS A FAVOR
The next morning it was blowing fresh from the southeast, which was right ahead, and Vane's face was hard when he and Carroll got the boat on deck and set about tying down two reefs in the mainsail.
"Bad luck seems to follow us," he grumbled.
Carroll smiled.
"There's no doubt of that; but I suppose the fact won't have much effect on you."