atching Jarrow, who was looking in the other
direction.

Presently Jarrow turned and saw Peth, and started toward him
slowly, apparently in some doubt as to the attitude of the mate
toward him. When he had advanced to within twenty feet of Peth he
stopped, and from his gestures, he seemed to be talking. At times
he looked over his shoulder toward Dinshaw, and pointed out to the
schooner as if ordering the mate to return on board.

Peth kicked the sand but made no move to obey. Jarrow drew nearer,
and his hands became more eloquent, as if he were arguing with Peth
to bring the crew back and return to duty. Dinshaw, now well up to
the point, went on with his explorations, and gave no heed to
Jarrow and Peth, if, indeed, he had seen them at all.

Jarrow turned to the shore and called something, and Doc went
across and stood near by while the pair continued their
conversation. Dinshaw heard the summons, and looked back, but had
no interest in what was going on, for he resumed his trudging,
stopping frequently to look about him as if searching for some
landmark.

The parley between Peth and Jarrow lasted several minutes, and then
other heads and shoulders appeared in the brush, peering out.
Jarrow's voice, raised threateningly, reached those in the schooner
in a rumbling sort of growl, although they could not distinguish
his words. He appeared to be exasperated that his crew should stand
about in the jungle and refuse to obey his orders.

Finally Jarrow waved his hand to Doc, and turned to follow the
steward, when Peth ran forward, and stepped between Jarrow and Doc.
He whipped out a pistol and pointed it at the captain.

The others came out of the brush at this, and Doc took to his
heels, running for the boat like a deer.

Jarrow put his hands up, and roared out something angrily to the
effect that he'd "settle this business if it cost him his life,"
and as the crew closed in around him he shouted wildly toward the
schooner: "Mutiny! Mutiny!"

Doc reached the long boat and making frantic efforts to push it off
finally got it afloat, and with an oar shoved it into deep water
and began to scull it out rapidly, making a zigzag course for the
schooner.

"Can you beat it?" demanded Locke. "They've taken Jarrow prisoner!
Now we are in for it!"

CHAPTER XII

TRASK MAKES A DISCOVERY

"The crazy fools!" exclaimed Trask, as he saw Jarrow being hustled
into the jungle by the crew. "What sort of game do you su