With a moan of hopelessness
and terror the girl sank prostrate across the hard berth
that spanned one end of her prison cell.
How long she lay there she did not know, but finally she
was aroused by the opening of her cabin door. As she sprang
to her feet ready to defend herself against what she felt might
easily be some new form of danger her eyes went wide in
astonishment as they rested on the face of the man who stood
framed in the doorway of her cabin.
"You?" she cried.
CHAPTER V
LARRY DIVINE UNMASKED
"YES, Barbara, it is I," said Mr. Divine; "and thank God
that I am here to do what little any man may do against this
band of murdering pirates."
"But, Larry," cried the girl, in evident bewilderment, "how
did you come to be aboard this ship? How did you get here?
What are you doing amongst such as these?"
"I am a prisoner," replied the man, "just as are you. I think
they intend holding us for ransom. They got me in San
Francisco. Slugged me and hustled me aboard the night before
they sailed."
"Where are they going to take us?" she asked.
"I do not know," he replied, "although from something I
have overheard of their conversations I imagine that they have
in mind some distant island far from the beaten track of
commerce.
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