“Besides,” said the professor, offering consolation, “mayhap you will make enough from the recovered treasure to buy half a dozen Sea Eagles.” But there was another possibility which the professor did not foresee.
The storm lasted well into the night, but the Storm King was riding meanwhile safely at anchor. The following morning saw them once more upon the ocean every sail set and southbound.
CHAPTER XIII.
AN ADVENTURE.
There were unvarying, placid seas and happy hours during the next two days. One item was occasionally commented upon. There could be seen at a distance, which seemed never to change, a steam yacht. But doubtless this was only a coincidence.
To Jim especially, and perhaps to the Senorita, the hours were brief indeed, and when on deck they were always in each other’s company.
All the party, with the professor as principal spokesman, were assembled after the evening meal, and details were given of experiences in hunting and other activities. The professor’s journeying had not been confined to the South Seas, and having mentioned the then scarcely known great country in the Canadian Rockies, he was asked to tell about his adventures there.
“It’s a far cry from here to Saskatchewan, but I recall,” said the professor, “a trip that I made a good many years ago, when I first went out to deal with the fur traders.