"What have you been doin', Ross?" demanded Kinky, pulling the other boat closer.
Matt felt, at that moment, as though Kinky was his only hope.
"He's got me tied here on the hood, Kinky," Matt called, "and he's going to fire the boat! If you let him keep on, you'll be equally guilty with him, and the law will sooner or later take care of you both."
"Let him talk!" exclaimed Ross. "Much good it'll do him. A little more to the left, Kinky."
The man in the rowboat had turned to look.
"Is that him on that forward deck, Ross?" asked Kinky.
"That's where I put him."
"Blazes! Why, he's liable to roll off into the water and be drowned. What did you put him there for?"
"I told you I was attendin' to this," retorted Ross. "Get that boat alongside here, and be quick about it."
"But I'm not goin' to stand for any——"