or less peril, and consequently the trouble over the meals was forgotten. The captain paced the deck nervously, and the pilot and other watchers strained their eyes to pierce the gloom.
"I must say, I don't feel much like turning in," remarked Sam. "I can't tell why it is, either."
"I feel myself as if something unusual was in the air," answered Tom.
"Boys," said Dick to his brothers, "if anything should happen, stick together."
"To be sure," came from Sam and Tom.
"But do you think something will really happen?" added the youngest Rover.
"I don't know what to think. I know this steamer is worse than an old tub, and I know that the mist is getting so thick you can cut it with a knife."
"I wish we were on shore again, Dick."
"So do I."
"Py chiminatics!" came from Hans. "Owit on der deck you can't see your face before your nose alretty!"
"Of course you know what this means, Hans," answered Tom, who was bound to have a little fun in spite of the seriousness of the situation.
"Vot does dot mean?"
"You know they have great earthquakes down here, and great volcanoes."
"Veil, vot of dot?"
