"That's so," agreed Joe. "And I'm glad we've started."
"You aren't the only ones who have done that," said Macaroni. "Somebody else has started with you!"
"Who?"
For answer the lanky helper pointed across the deck. There, leaning up against a lifeboat, was Lieutenant Secor, smoking a cigarette and seemingly unconscious of the presence of the moving picture boys.
CHAPTER V
ANXIOUS DAYS
For a moment even Blake, cool as he usually was, seemed to lose his head. He started in the direction of the Frenchman, against whom their suspicions were directed, thinking to speak to him, when Joe sprang from his chair.
"I'll show him!" exclaimed Blake's chum and partner, and this served to make Blake himself aware of the danger of acting too hastily. Quickly Blake put out his hand and held Joe back.
"What's the matter?" came the sharp demand. "I want to go and ask that fellow what he means by following us!"