"Where away?" shouted Captain Barrington.
"Off to the starboard bow, sir," came back the hail.
Captain Barrington raised his glasses and looked in the direction indicated. The boys, too, brought binoculars to bear. They were greatly excited to see what seemed to be four men standing up and waving their arms on a raft drifting at some distance away.
"Lower a boat," commanded Captain Barrington.
The command was speedily complied with—in a few seconds one of the stanch lifeboats lay alongside.
"Do you boys want to go?" asked Captain Hazzard.
"Do we?" asked Billy. "I should say."
"All right, away with you."
"Can I go, too? I might get some specimens," asked the professor, eagerly.
"Yes, but don't try to catch any more killer whales," was the answer, which brought a general laugh.