Chapter IV.—The Secrets of FoulnessThe third day of the hiring of the Mary Belle by the eccentric Mr. Danker had proceeded very much upon the same lines as the other two had done until the luncheon basket had been emptied. They had anchored again off the south-east Maplin buoy. Mr. Danker had fished a little, dozed a little, and carried on a desultory conversation with his companion. Notwithstanding that the weather was quite warm for the time of year, he had discarded none of his garments, and the long ulster still enveloped his stout figure.
Scampy, hoping from the parting remark of his generous patron the previous evening, that more emoluments yet might be upon their way, was very disappointed that no reference was again made to the matter of his courage. However, another very satisfac
