“It’s time we got here,” observed Bob. “The schooner’s through unloading, and there comes a tug to take her out. Let’s get a move on.”
He led the way across the deck of the schooner and was hailed by a thin, red-faced man, who came hurrying back from the bow.
Bob explained.
“Oh!” said the other. Then, “Say,” he asked, “you ain’t seen a young feller about fourteen around here, have yer?”
Bob replied that he had not.
“Well, if you do, you let me know,” said the captain of the Henry Nellis savagely. “He’s my boy, and if I catch anyone helpin’ him to run away from this ship, there’ll be trouble.”
“Oh, run away, has he?” asked Dan.
“What’s that to you, young feller?” asked the man angrily.
“Nothing,” replied Dan, flushing. “Only if he has, I hope he keeps out of your way.”