Now that the ship is
gone, Captain Hill has no more authority here than I have."
As the captain fell, his head came in contact with a timber with such
violence that, combined with his condition, he was forced to lie where
he fell for over an hour.
As the boys emerged upon the bluff with the trunk, Clinton, who had
just got up, recognized it, and ran up to them, his face beaming with
delight.
"Oh, Mr. Vane!" he said, "have you really brought my trunk? You are
awfully kind."
Then they had breakfast--a very plain meal, as might be supposed. Some
of the sailors came over from the other camp, and one of them asked
Mr. Holdfast if he had seen the captain.
"You will find him on the beach," answered the mate. "He has been
carrying too much sail, I think," he added, dryly.
After a while the captain picked himself up, and gazed moodily at the
wreck, of which so little remained. Then, the events of the morning
recurring to him, he frowned savagely, and, turning toward the bluff,
he shook his fist angrily in the direction of the mate's encampment.
CHAPTER XVI
CONCLUSION
Among the sailors was an Italian named Francesco. Probably he had
another name, but no one knew what it was. In fact, a sailor's last
name is very little used.
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