I wouldn't consent. Podders, Diski, and McNabb are not in it, either."
"I am glad to hear it. Sanders, take control of the ship until I get aboard."
"He will do nothing of the kind!" yelled Jasper Van Blott, and was about to turn on the second mate, when the latter hit him a blow in the ear, sending him headlong to the deck.
"McNabb! Podders!" called the second mate. "Grab Mr. Shepley!"
The sailors called upon understood, and before the first mate could turn, one tar had him from behind, co that he could not raise his arms. Then the other seized a pistol and, turning, faced the crew with the weapon.
The turn of affairs had been so sudden that Shepley and Van Blott were taken completely by surprise, as were likewise the sailors who had sided with the rascals, and, for the moment, none of them knew exactly what to do. In the meantime the canoe bumped alongside of the Stormy Petrel, and, catching hold of a trailing rope thrown overboard by the sailor named Diski, Captain Marshall hauled himself to the deck, followed by Billy Dill and the boys.
"Do you surrender?" demanded the captain, striding up to the first mate, revolver in hand.
"Ye-yes!" burst out Shepley. "It's—it's all a mistake, Captain Marshall—all a mistake!"
