“Bettah turn in, den,” Pomp suggested.
An examination of the oil engine was made, when it was found that the shaft of the flywheel had snapped in two.
It could easily be repaired.
So they turned in.
By the following morning the storm had gone.
Pomp prepared breakfast, but they had scarcely partaken of it when the voices of men were heard outside.
“Natives!” said Frank, listening to their talk.
“Savages?” asked the detective, quickly.
“The Malays and Dyaks are the worst kind. They subsist chiefly by hunting, fishing and piracy, are partly Mohammedans and partly heathen, and are cruel, crafty and wild,” said the inventor.
Frank went out on deck.