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"Shut the door, Mike," said the officer, in order to prevent the light from being seen.

ufa เกมส์ "Sea-sick! No, sir; I believe I never was sea-sick in my life." This was the first responsible position Mr. Pennant had been called upon to fill, and he knew that his future depended in a large measure upon the skill and fidelity with which he obeyed his orders. His crew believed in him, and they were 206 very painstaking in their efforts to work in silence. He had stationed quartermaster Vincent in the bow of the boat as the lookout, and he was industriously peering out into the gloom of the fog and darkness to discover a vessel or a boat. He had heard the sounds himself, and he knew there was something there. When the boat had pulled about fifteen minutes, Vincent raised his hand up into the air; this was a signal which the third lieutenant understood, for he had arranged several of them with the quartermaster. "Michael Bornhoff," replied the prisoner. No one was stirring in the vicinity, and the silence was as profound as death itself. Not a word was said till they reached the cabin the officer had selected, and when they had entered, he closed the door behind them. The lantern was unveiled, and the lieutenant seated himself upon a block of timber, of which there were several in the room. "You were very considerate," answered Christy, looking at the steward, who had stationed himself behind the unwelcome guest. CHAPTER XIII THE OPENING OF THE SECRET ORDERS