“But professor, I have just had an offer of twenty-five dollars a week to sing in Pinafore.”

“And have accepted!” exclaimed the magician in dismay.

“No; I respectfully declined. I would rather go with you.”

“You shan’t regret it, Harry!” said the professor, relieved. “If I am prosperous, you shall share in my prosperity.”

“Thank you, professor; I am sure of that. What is the name of our vessel?”

“The Nantucket. It’s a good, solid-looking craft, and I think it will bear us in safety to our destination.”

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CHAPTER IX

THE PASSENGERS

The Nantucket, Capt. Jabez Hill, master, was a large vessel, stanch and strong, and bore a good record, having been in service six years, and never having in that time met a serious disaster. It was a sailing vessel, and primarily intended to convey freight, but had accommodations for six passengers. Of these it had a full complement. Harry and the professor I name first, as those in whom we are most interested.