think of," said Maas, who was lolling in a corner
smoking a cigarette, "would be in one of these lockers. He might
manage to crouch in it, and they would scarcely think of looking for
him there."

"It would be one of the first they would try," retorted MacAndrew
scornfully. "No, Mr. Browne; the only spot I can think of is in the
tunnel of the tail shaft. We might squeeze him in there, and I could
go with him to take care that he makes no noise."

"The very idea," Browne replied. "There's plenty of room, and no one
would ever suspect his presence there. If you will take charge of him,
and get him down there at once, I will go off and see Miss Petrovitch,
and tell her what has happened, and what we intend to do."

"And is there nothing I can do to help?" Maas inquired, raising himself
to a sitting posture.

"Oh yes," continued Browne. "You can keep your eye on the warship, and
warn us when she gets too close to be pleasant. By the way, I must
confess I should like to know where Jimmy Foote is. It's not like him
to be out of the way, when there's trouble in the wind."

Without waiting for a reply, he ran down the companion-ladder and made
his way along the saloon in the direction of Katherine's cabin. On
reaching it he rapped upon the panel of the door, and bade Katherine
dress as quickly as possible, and come to him in the saloon. The girl
must have gathered from his voice that something very serious had
occurred, for it was not long before she made her appearance with a
scared look upon her face.

"What has happened?" she asked. "I can see something is the matter.
Please tell me everything."

"Something very unpleasant," Browne replied. "In the first place, some
evilly-disposed person has tampered with the engines so that we cannot
go ahead for the present; but, worse than that, a
man-o'-war--presumably a Russian--has come up over the horizon, and is
steaming towards us."

"A Russian man-o'-war?" she exclaimed, with a look of terror in her
eyes. "Do you mean that she has come after us?"

"I cannot speak positively, of course," said Browne, "but since she is
here, it looks very much like it."

"Oh, Jack, Jack," she cried excitedly, "what did I tell you at the
beginning? This is all my fault. I told you I should bring trouble
and disgrace upon you. Now my words have come true."

"You have done nothing of the kind," Browne answered. "There is
treachery aboard, otherwise this would never have h