"You're running the boat," said Matt. "Fix it up yourself."
"I tell you it's too many for me!"
"You ought to have thought that something like that might happen before you started out. You're in trouble now, so get out of it the best you can."
Matt, highly enjoying the situation, settled back on his cot.
"Something has got to be done quick," cried Gaines, "for we're in danger!"
"What sort of danger?" Matt had bounded from the cot and was close to the door as he spoke.
"There's a line of reefs on the port side, and the current is drawing us that way! Unless we get the propeller to work in less than fifteen minutes the Grampus will be wrecked!"
"Open the door!" said Matt sharply.
"You won't make us any trouble?" parried Gaines.
"Open the door, I tell you!" shouted Matt. "We haven't a minute to lose!"