he was a general favorite with the men forward, and often spent much time in their company.
"Let's get this down to a system," suggested Dick. "Who saw him last—and where?"
It developed that they had all seen the newsboy quite recently, but when it came to saying where there was a conflict of opinion.
"Well, this yacht isn't such a big place," remarked the owner. "If he's on board we ought to find him."
"Maybe he's fallen overboard," spoke Henry Darby, almost before he thought of the significance of his words.
"I saw him with his oilskins on," volunteered Widdy, who had been called into the general conference.
"Was this before or after we all had them on, and were on deck?" asked Paul Drew.
"Afterward. In fact, it wa'n't more'n an hour ago. He come up on deck in 'em, an' then went below."
"Are you sure he went below?" asked Dick, quickly.
"Well, no; not exactly. I saw him start for the companionway, but just then we struck a big wave, and I had to grab a lifeline myself. So I didn't notice, but I think he went below."
A curious hush fell upon them all. They were all thinking of the same direful thing. Another hasty, but thorough search of the yacht was made, and there was no trace of Tim.
