to make sure of those boys first, and get some sleep, too."
"It won't take but a few minutes to explain about the engine," said Gasper Pold. "I ran one once for six weeks,"
"Seems to me you have dabbled in a little bit of everything," observed Sack Todd.
"So I have."
The three men were near the pilot house, but came away and started for the hatchway leading down into the engine room. They had to pass close to where Dick was crouching and the eldest Rover hardly dared to breathe, so fearful was he of discovery.
Presently Dick saw the three men go down the iron ladder, one after another. As they did this, a sudden idea came into his head.
"I'll do it!" he told himself, and sneaked forward with the silence and quickness of a cat. The hatch still lay beside the opening, with the hooks that had been used to fasten it down. It was heavy and Dick wondered if he could move and fasten it quick enough.
"I wish Sam or Tom was here to help me," he thought.
As he started to raise the hatch a sudden puff of wind made the mast creak loudly. This alarmed the men below and Sack Todd started up the ladder.
