The same thought was in Jack Wallis’ mind. He followed at once.
The companionway was stained with blood, the cabin floor the same. On went the two hunters.
There by the galley fire, which was out, lay the stark and stiff forms of three more of the crew.
They were in positions to show that they had fought for their lives.
But where were the other two and Lucille?
“Mark Vane and Alvan Bates, with Lucille, are missing!” declared the excited captain. “What can have become of them?”
“There is but one theory.”
“What?”
“They have been taken away as prisoners.”
“As prisoners?”