West ordered a drink, and sat down at a table within easy view, although partially concealed himself by a pillar supporting the roof.
The _Seminole_ was a much larger boat than he had anticipated seeing, yet he could not doubt her being the vessel sought.

The name was plainly stencilled on the bow, as well as upon the dingy towing astern.

Her deck lay almost even with the promenade, and he was able to trace her lines clearly from where he sat.

The craft had evidently been constructed for comfort as well as speed.

He noted two short masts unrigged, a bridge forward of the wheel-house, together with a decidedly commodious cabin aft.