"The fellows are harmless enough,
but they are as deaf as adders!"
"Look out for the dog!" Frank warned.
The dog, which had crawled away in a seemingly dying condition, had
struggled again to its feet and appeared to be meditating another attack
on Hodge.
"I've got an eye on him," Hodge called back. "Look out for your man!"
Merriwell released the fellow he had overthrown, and the man climbed
dazedly and sullenly to his feet. Inza hurried toward him, shrieking and
making motions with her hands. The man did not understand her. It began
to seem that both of them contemplated an attack on Bart and Merry.
"Wait a minute!" she cried. "Don't strike them, Frank, Bart, if you can
help it!"
"I think I'm awake," growled Hodge, as if he wanted to pinch himself to
make sure of it.
The scene was certainly a strange one--as strange as if taken from a
comic opera. The fishing-sloop rocking on the long swell, the dog cowed
and uncertain, one deaf man doubtingly flashing the lantern in the face
of Bart Hodge, and the other swaying unsteadily on his feet, as if he
contemplated making a blind rush at Merriwell. In less than a minute
Inza reappeared from the cuddy. She held in her hand a piece of paper on
which she had hastily written some explanatory sentences.
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