Stern and accusing Clif faced the boy cowering1 at the bottom of the launch. Judson’s face was white and he showed every evidence of guilt2.
“Worse than that,” added Joy, equally angry. “Look at the poor kid’s face. I’ll bet anything Greene tried to throw him off the spar to make more room for his own worthless carcass.”
When the youngster at last realized the truth, and saw that he was surrounded by friends, and one of those friends Clif Faraday, he cried for very joy.
“Oh, Clif, I can’t believe it’s true,” he sobbed7. “It must be a dream, and I will wake up and—and——”
“And you will find that it’s the finest dream you ever had, youngster,” laughed Clif, cheerily. “You are all right, Nanny,” he added. “You haven’t gone to Davy Jones’ locker8 yet. But tell us how you happened to get on that spar, you and Greene.”
Nanny glanced at Judson and shuddered9. The latter slyly threatened him with his clinched10 right fist, but the action did not escape Faraday’s eye.
Pouncing11 upon Greene he grasped him by the collar and jerked him to his feet. Then forcing him against the gunwale he cried, savagely12:
“If I see you do that again I’ll heave you overboard, you miserable14 scamp. You have been ill treating Nanny and I’ll have the truth of it.”
“Pitch him to the sharks,” exclaimed Joy, also laying violent hands upon the shrinking lad.
Judson was badly frightened.
“I—I—didn’t do anything to him, Faraday,” he cried, struggling to free himself.
“Yes, you did, too,” spoke15 up Nanny. “When I tried to get on that spar last night, you struck and kicked me in the face, and did your best to make me let go. And you only stopped because you fell into the water. Then I helped you out.”
“We throw him overboard for that,” exclaimed Trolley, fiercely. “He no right to live.”
“I’ll do anything if you spare my life,” he moaned. “Oh, Faraday, don’t kill me. I’ll be your servant and——”
“Shut up,” roughly interrupted Clif. “We can’t execute you, you fool. This is no time or place for heroics. None of us may live another day.”
“It’s not part of the Monongahela,” he said. “It’s from some wrecked19 merchantman. What a lucky thing it happened along as it did.”
“That’s true,” agreed Nanny, earnestly. “When the collision happened I thought I was a goner. I floundered about and was almost drowned when I bumped against that spar.”
“There is one queer thing about it,” said Joy, reflectively. “How is it we came across it when we have been sailing before a gale20 for several hours?”
“There’s an explanation for that, chum,” replied Clif. “The wind shifted and we followed it. I remember distinctly having to put the launch almost about last night.”
“We go now and see if that thing is capsized ship or dead whale,” spoke up Trolley, pointing to where the first object sighted by the boys was still pitching sluggishly21 upon the long swell22.
“It will not be much help to us, but we might as well sail over and see what it is,” consented Clif, grasping the steering23 oar13. “Shake the reefs out and set all canvas. Judson, do something for your passage. Haul taut24 that forward stay.”
While the others were at work Clif stood up in the stern of the launch and made a careful survey of the horizon.
The sun was now fairly on its way toward the zenith, and the whole expanse of ocean was bathed in a flood of light. Overhead a cloudless sky spread from horizon to horizon in one glorious canopy25 of blue.
It was all very beautiful, but the lad turned away with a sigh. He instinctively26 felt that the others looked up to him as a leader, and the responsibility weighed heavily upon him.
That the practice ship had been driven to a considerable distance by the gale was evident. That Captain Brookes would return and institute a thorough search for the lost boat was equally evident. But what hope was there that the launch—a microscopical27 dot on the infinite ocean—would be found?
And if the Monongahela did not turn up, what then?
There was not an ounce of food in the boat nor a drop of fresh water. The stores with which all man-of-war crafts are supplied, had been lost during the collision.
Clif looked toward the bow. It was shattered in the upper part and the timbers were slightly strained. The launch was fairly seaworthy still, but could it survive another gale?
Clif’s face was very grave as he turned his attention inboard again. The sail was set and everything ready for proceeding28 onward29. A course was shaped for the distant object.
Clif glanced listlessly at it. He felt assured that it would prove to be either a capsized hull30—a grim relic31 of some ocean tragedy—or a dead whale.
“We won’t lose much time in investigating,” he said to Trolley, who had come aft. “If it turns out to be what we expect, we’ll make tracks for the coast of Portugal.”
Half an hour later they were within fair sight of the object. As they neared it the five boys began to show signs of surprise and eager curiosity.
“Surely that isn’t the bottom of a ship,” said Joy.
“And him no whale, either,” chimed in Trolley.
Clif said nothing, but the expression upon his handsome face indicated his lively interest. Carefully handling the steering oar he brought the launch around within a dozen yards of the tossing object.
To Clif this remarkable37 discovery was welcome indeed.
He saw at once that the craft must be seaworthy, else it would not have survived the gale. It was far better than the open sailing launch, and a transfer to its comparatively roomy interior would certainly be appreciated.
Then again, there might be food and water on board, and the lack of those necessary articles was a subject of much anxiety to the youthful leader.
“Stand by to grasp that ringbolt, Joy,” he called out from his position at the steering oar.
The cadet he addressed leaned out from the bow of the launch in readiness to obey the order.
The other occupants busied themselves in lowering the sail and in assisting Joy to bring the boat alongside the strange derelict.
As the launch slipped alongside the torpedo boat, Joy cleverly caught the ringbolt and thrust the end of the painter through it. The sail was lowered, then all hands scrambled38 up the sloping side of the craft.
The iron surface was rusty39 and tarnished40 by wind and weather, but a bright spot of paint here and there gave evidence that the derelict could not have been long abandoned.
The deck sounded hollow under the footsteps of the boys, and the water lapped against the cylindrical41 hull with a strange weird42 sound not altogether pleasant.
The little door leading into the forward conning43 tower was tightly closed, as was also that giving entrance to the after tower.
At intervals44 along the deck were hatches all hermetically sealed. Clif and his companions were puzzled.
“I don’t understand this,” murmured the former. “If the crew was compelled to leave, why did they close all the doors and hatches?”
“There’s some mystery about it,” said Joy, shaking his head doubtfully.
“Maybe crew all dead below,” suggested Trolley.
“Ow-w! Let’s go back to the launch!” cried Nanny, eying the conning tower apprehensively45. “I don’t want to be where there are lots of dead men.”
“Nonsense! it wouldn’t make any difference if the craft was loaded with them,” replied Clif. “We can throw them overboard, can’t we? Now that the Monongahela has apparently46 abandoned us to our fate”—he glanced at the distant horizon—“we’ve got to make the best of things. We must find something to eat——”
Trolley rubbed his stomach yearningly47.
“And some water——”
“And also a better and more seaworthy craft than the launch.”
“But we can sail the launch,” remarked Joy.
“That’s true enough, and we may do it after all, but now we must see about food and water.”
Clif advanced to the forward conning tower and tried the door. It resisted his efforts. He examined the edge carefully, and ran his finger along the crack.
“I don’t believe it is locked inside,” he concluded. “Perhaps it has been slammed violently and jammed. I’ll just——”
He sprang back in alarm. A hollow moaning cry came from forward. It ended abruptly49 in a gurgle like that of a man in his last moments.
“Somebody is down there,” exclaimed Joy, “and he needs help.”
“We go see,” said Trolley, quietly. “We break open door.”
“Below there! Ahoy the ’tween decks!”
The quintet waited expectantly, but the stillness remained unbroken. Clif repeated the hail, and Joy pounded the deck with the oar from the launch, but with the same result.
“I guess we imagined it,” said Nanny, evidently relieved. “It wasn’t—wow!”
He ended with a cry of dismay. The moan again sounded forward, ending, as before, with the unearthly gurgle.
Trolley darted54 past the conning tower, and, throwing himself flat upon the sloping deck, leaned out over the bow. He had hardly taken his position when the torpedo boat pitched sullenly55 into the trough of the sea, and the uncanny noise was repeated.
The Japanese youth returned aft with a grin upon his face.
“We plenty fools,” he said. “That moan no come from man, it caused by waves under bow. The cutwater is bent56, and sea slap into it. Hurray!”
“That’s a jolly sell on us,” laughed Clif. “We are a lot of old women, getting scared at the slightest noise. Come on; give me a hand with this door. We can’t wait on deck all day. I want to see if there are any stores on board. Nanny, are you hungry?”
The little cadet hastened to answer in the affirmative.
“Then I’ll get you to crawl down one of those broken funnels57 if we can’t get in this way,” continued Clif, winking58 at Joy.
“Oo! I wish we were on the Monongahela,” complained Nanny, not at all pleased at the prospect59. “I don’t want to go down the funnel.”
“We may give you a chance to prove that you are full-grown,” said Clif, coldly. “You are not too large for the funnel.”
“I am not afraid,” retorted Judson, walking aft.
A combined onslaught was made on the conning tower door. At first it resisted the efforts of the four boys, but finally, after Trolley had pounded the edges with the oar handle, it yielded slightly.
“All together now,” said Clif, bracing61 his feet against the curved side of the conning tower. “One! two—three, pull!”
The four cadets tugged62 sharply on the rope that had been passed through the handle, there was a complaining of strained hinges, then the door flew back with a crash.
And out through the opening tumbled the body of a man, half-clothed and ghastly in death!
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pouncing
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