“What for?”
“Receiving that boy on board. Mebbe the boy is dead and is haunting us.”
“Nonsense.”
“I want you to take a lantern and go see.”
Ike had leaped to his feet and he ran along the rail and got down into the brig in no time. He covered himself up under his dummy and waited, and a few moments later the hatch was slid away.
“Say, who is up there?” demanded Ike.
The man appeared delighted.
“Help there!” called Ike.
“It’s all right,” said the mate. “What do you want?”
“I want something to eat.”