"And I shall take an interest in them both after this," declared Frank. "Talk about superstitious persons, I believe he heads the list," from Jack. "He said he was not superstitious," laughed Merry. "But the cat worried him." "And my twiddling my thumbs," put in Bruce. "And this dagger pin in my scarf," said Frank. "It's a wonder he didn't prophecy shipwreck, or something of that sort," groaned Rattleton, who had settled at full length in his berth. "If this rolling motion keeps up, I shall get so I won't care if we are wrecked." "He must be a dandy in a good swift game of poker!" laughed Frank. "I shouldn't think he'd be able to make up his mind how to discard. He'd be a drawback to the game, or I'm much mistaken." "It strikes me that he'd be easy fruit," said Rattleton. "He looks like a 'sucker' himself, but sometimes it is impossible to tell about a man till after you see him play. Anyhow, these two visits were something to break the monotony of the voyage. It promised to be pretty lively at the start, but it has settled down to be rather quiet." Bloodgood and Slush proved good food for conversation, but the boys tired of that after a while. Diamond went out by himself, and Frank went to Tutor Maybe's room, where he spent the time till the gong sounded for supper. "Come, Harry," said Frank, appearing in the stateroom, "aren't you ready for supper?" Rattleton gave a groan. "Don't talk to me about eating!" he exclaimed. "It makes me sick to think about it. Leave me--let me die in peace!" Jack was not there, so Frank and Bruce washed up and went out together. They were nearly through eating when the Virginian came in and took his place near them at the table. Usually the captain sat at the head of that table, but he was not there now. "Where have you been?" asked Frank. "Getting onto a few things," said Jack, in a peculiar way. "Why, what's the matter with you?" asked Bruce, pausing to stare at the Southerner. "You are pale as a ghost!" "Am I?" said Diamond, his voice sounding rather strained and unnatural. "Sure thing. I wouldn't advise you to eat any more, and perhaps you hadn't better look at the chandeliers while they are swinging. You'll be keeping Rattleton company." "Oh, I'm not sick--at least, not seasick," averred Jack. "Then what ails you? I was going to prescribe ginger ale if it was the first stage of seasickness. Sometimes that will brace a person up and straighten out his stomach." "Oh, don't talk remedies to me. I took medicine three days before I started on this voyage, and everybody I saw told me something to do to keep from being sick. I'm wearing a sheet of writing paper across my chest now." When supper was over Jack motioned for his friends to follow him. The three went on deck and walked aft till they were quite alone. The "Eagle" was plowing along over a deserted sea. The waves were running heavily, and night was shutting down grimly over the ocean.