"Now, Pat, you know I didn't mean to imply that saving your life was nothing," Bob laughed. "And if I'd had a scratch in my mouth and known it why—er—it might have been different."
"Niver a bit uv it."
"You said it," Jack added.
"Well, it's over, and if you want to thank me you can do it best by never saying anything more about it. But there's one question I'd like to ask."
"Fire it."
"How did you get in there by the cooler where we found you."
"Faith an' it's meself as can't answer thot question. I remember feeling kinder funny jest after you left me, an then I didn't know nuttin' more till I was in bed."
It was the day following that on which they had run aground. The weather had continued fine and they had made several zig-zags but no more land had been sighted. Josh Kelley had been watched as closely as possible, but nothing had happened to increase their suspicions. It was evident to the boys and to their uncle and Captain Ole as well that the members were beginning to wonder what it was all about. Several times Bob and Jack had overheard two or three of them talking together and the object of the voyage was always the subject of the conversation.
It was while they were eating dinner that Captain Ole broached the subject.
"Somethin's going on among the crew that I don't just like," he told them.