“Aw, would you!” grinned Martin. “Next time you try any of that stuff you’ll get hit; see?”
“What on earth do you chaps want?” Jack asked savagely. “You can’t get away with this sloop! I’ll have the fishermen hunting all along the coast for it.”
The two men exchanged glances, and Hegan winked at his companion.
“Wouldn’t they like to know?” he jeered.
“Keep your mouth shut,” Martin growled warningly.
CHAPTER XVI
CAST ADRIFT
Whatever the intention of the two men was, their plans were now being affected by something they had not anticipated. The fog had blotted out everything except a comparatively small space of the ocean around them; and, to complicate matters still more, the sails of the Sea-Lark, after flapping lazily for a while, now began to hang limply. The faint breeze had died down entirely, and the sloop lay motionless.
“This ain’t no good!” Hegan commented at length, addressing his companion. “Better set them two adrift in their dinghy.”
“What do you want to do that for?” demanded the captain, heatedly. So long as he had both feet on the sloop’s deck he stood at least some chance of defending his property.