"Bah! Well, we'll see. If he can't serve the food properly cooked I'll be glad to get rid of him."
After that an all-around discussion ensued, lasting quarter of an hour. Led by the boys the passengers were very outspoken, and as a consequence the next meal was fairly good, although not exactly first-class.
"We tuned him up, that's certain," said Sam.
"I am glad you did," said a passenger sitting opposite. "I was afraid I should be starved to death before we reached land."
"He'll have it in for us," said Fred. "Every time he looks at me he glares like a wild beast."
"We'll keep our eyes open," said Dick. "But I don't think he'll do anything. He knows we were in the right. I reckon he's more of a talker than anything else," and in this surmise the eldest Rover was correct.
During the afternoon a heavy mist swept over the gulf and the speed of the Mascotte had to be slackened. Two men were placed on watch besides the pilot, but they could see little.
"This is going to delay us still more," said Tom, and he was right. About six o'clock they came near crashing into another steamboat, and after that the forward movement was almost checked entirely.
All on board felt it would be a night of more
