"Is he in?" demanded a voice at the head of the stairs.
"He is. Bruin is having the rest of his breakfast now."
"Three cheers for Steve Rush," cried the captain, pulling off his cap.
"Hip-hip-hurrah!" yelled the sailors. "Hip-hip-hurrah! Hip-hip-hurrah! T-i-g-e-r!" added Bob Jarvis.
Steve came up from the lower deck, his face flushed with triumph.
"Well, we got him, didn't we?" he demanded.
"You mean you got him," answered the captain.
"We all got him."
"It is my opinion," added the skipper, "that you ought to be the captain of this boat. You've got more horse sense than all the rest of us together."