“I can’t stop here: Salter will miss me if I do,” added Bill, moving up the ladder.
“Wait a minute,” interposed Raimundo, who was willing to save himself from exposure if he could.
“I’ll come down again, after a while,” answered Bill, as he opened the scuttle, and got into the brig.
“Why did you stay down so long?” demanded Bark Lingall nervously.
“It’s all up now, and we can’t do any thing,” replied Bill sullenly, as he seated himself on his stool, and picked up one of his books.
“What’s the matter?”
“We are found out.”
“Found out!” exclaimed Bark; and his heart rose into his throat at the announcement. “How can that be?”
“I was seen doing it.”
“Who saw you?”