are" He did not finish, but smiled quietly to himself.
"Where can we get something to eat?" demanded the first mate, after a rather awkward pause.
"In the galley or the cabin, as you please," said Dick. "But you will have to prepare it yourselves. We have no cook on board."
"Oh, that's it, eh? Well, Guirk can cook pretty good and he can do the trick for us, eh, Guirk?"
"Aye, aye!" answered one of the sailors. "Just show me the victuals an' the stove, an' I'll be after doing the rest in jig time. I'm hungry enough to eat 'most anything."
Dick led the way to the galley and the crowd from the small boat followed; one sailor stopping long enough to tie the rowboat astern.
"Nobody else on board, eh?" said Sid Jeffers, turning suddenly on Dick.
"No, not at present," answered the eldest Rover, boldly.
"Where are you bound?"
"For Tampa Bay."
"What vessel is this?"
"The steam yacht Mermaid."
"Did you charter her?"
"No, we found her," answered Dick, resolved to tell the plain truth.
