"Doesn't look like the storm of last night, eh, Sam?"
"No, Dick, this is just splendid."
"What's that ahead?" asked the big brother, casting his eye on a dark speck directly in the track of the steam yacht.
"I don't know—I didn't see it before."
The object, whatever it was, was a long way ahead, and by the time they drew closer it was too dark to see clearly. But Dick saw enough to make him cry out in astonishment:
"A rowboat, and full of men!"
The eldest Rover was indeed right, it was a large rowboat and it contained six persons, four of whom were at the oars and the others in the stern. The rowboat contained in addition a keg of water and several small boxes and tins.
"Ship ahoy!" came hoarsely over the water, as the steam yacht drew closer to the small craft.
"Ahoy!" called back Dick, and ran forward, while Sam signaled to Tom to stop the engine.
"Can you take us on board?" was the question from a man in the rowboat. "We've lost our ship and we are played out."
"Certainly we can take you on board," answered Dick. "Wait a minute, and I'll throw you a rope ladder."
"Thank you very much!" called back the man.
The steam yacht was brought to a standstill
