“Golly, I done fink yo’ ought to know de mos’ about dat!” cried Pomp.
“Be me sowl, we left him in the cabin av the sunken ship!”
All looked at each other.
“Then he must be there yet!” said Clifford.
“Of course,” agreed Hartley. “God grant no harm has come to him!”
“I cannot see why it should,” said Clifford. “At least our best move is to go right back there and find him. There is no doubt but that we shall find him all right, unless——”
The same thought crossed the minds of all in that moment. They remembered the Aurelian’s men and the opportunity they had.
If they had come upon Frank and made him a prisoner, there was no telling what the villain Parker might do with him.
“Golly!” cried Pomp, “if dey hab done Marse Frank any harm dey bettah say dere prayers, fo’ dey will pay fo’ it as suah as I is a bo’n niggah.”
“That is right, Pomp,” declared Clifford. “We are all with you to a man. It shall be so. But we will continue to hope that he is all right.”