They fell first upon a head and pair of shoulders that blocked one of the two port-holes.

He recognized the countenance of Soapy Shay, the thief.

To his amazement, Soapy grinned and then winked at him! "The boat is ready to leave, Landover," said the victor briskly.

"We have no more use for this thing at present," he went on, shoving the revolver under the berth with the toe of his boot.

The banker stared past him at the agitated group in the corridor.