"What's up, Merritt?" asked Rob.
"Seeing spooks?" inquired Tubby.
"Seeing nothing," snapped out Merritt; "I saw——"
"Saw what?" demanded Lieutenant Duvall.
"A face peering at us over that transom. It dodged into the darkness as I looked up, but I saw it as plain as daylight."
Both officers bent forward almost breathlessly. Merritt's communication appeared to affect them strangely.
"What kind of a face was it?" demanded Ensign Hargreaves.
"A wild looking one. Very pale, and fringed with dark whiskers."
The effect on the officers was electrical. They both sprang up and made for the door followed by the puzzled Scouts.
"Was—was it anyone you know?" demanded Rob, as he paced beside Lieutenant Duvall.