of the schooner,—a burly fellow who looked like a sailor.
"Schooner ahoy!" shouted Dick, as they ran alongside.
"Ahoy, the motor-boat!" cried the burly man, coming towards them.
"Are you the captain?"
"No, the captain is ashore," was the short answer.
"I'll come aboard," said Dick, and without waiting for another word from the man he made his way to the deck, followed by Tom. He had already directed Sam to remain in the motorboat with John Slater, to summon assistance if necessary.
"What do you want here?" demanded the burly man, surlily.
"I guess you know well enough," answered Dick, shortly. "Where is that man who is a prisoner?"
"You mean the crazy man?"
"He isn't crazy, and you know it."
"Those men who had him in charge said he was crazy," grumbled the burly individual.
"Where is he?"
"What is that to you?"
"Everything. That man is my father, and they have kidnapped him. Maybe you know that
