"Not a sign!" exulted Dick. "But there's the old Grampus, with Speake on deck and Glennie half out of the tower. Their eyes are this way, and you'd think, from their faces, they're looking at a ghost."
"Dey can't oondershtand how ve got oudt oof dot schrape," said Carl. "Ve hat some pooty pad brospects, for a vile, you bed you."
"Holy smoke!" exclaimed Dick, almost falling off the box he was standing on.
"What's the matter?"
"Why, there's our old friend, the cruiser Salvadore, with—with—— 'Pon my soul, Matt, I'm a Fiji if that Captain Pons isn't on the bridge with Captain Sandoval!"
This was amazing news.
"The war ship must have just got here, then," said Matt.
"But how did she know where we were?"
"Probably she spoke the Sovereign," Matt answered. "That would have given Sandoval a pretty good clue."