CHAPTER XII.
THE FINISH OF A THRILLING GAME.
The captain listened to what Frank had to say, but his sternness did not seem to relax in the least, as Merry described the sufferings the prisoner was enduring.

But Frank would not be satisfied till the captain had made a promise to visit Harris himself and see that the fellow was taken out and cared for if he needed it.
Needless to say that the captain forgot to make the visit right away.
Frank did not tell his friends where he had been and what he had seen.
He did not feel like talking about it, and they noticed that he looked strangely grim and thoughtful.
Tutor Maybe tried to talk to him about studies, but Merry was in no mood for that, as his instructor soon discovered.
Despite the fact that the sea was running high, Rattleton seemed to have recovered in a great measure from his sickness, so he was able to get on deck with the others.

At noon, he even went to the table and ate lightly, drinking ginger ale with his food.
An hour after dinner Frank found a game of poker going on in the smoking-room.

Mr.Slush was in the game.

So were the Frenchman, the Englishman, and Bloodgood.
No money was in sight, but it was plain enough from the manner in which the game was played that the chips each man held had been purchased for genuine money, and the game was one for "blood." M.Montfort looked up for a moment as Frank stopped to watch the game.
Their eyes met.