“Yes,” replied Roger.
“Sad fate for them.”
“You are right.”
“We will look through the ship a little, and then go back to the Explorer.”
“All right.”
Frank led the way up the cabin stairs and onto the upper deck.
Everything betokened utter desolation and decay.
There was nothing of value worth carrying away.
The scene was one most depressing to the mind, and Frank turned from it with a sense of sickness most intense.
He clambered down the ship’s side and was once more upon the bed of the ocean.