"We did an' we didn't. The fifth night after he was missing we heard a fearful noise right in a cage wot had a lion in it. We run to the place with shootin' irons an' spears and capstan bars, thinkin' the lion was loose. When we got there we found the orang outang had twisted one o' the bars o' the cage loose an' got inside and disturbed Mr. Lion's best nap. Mr. Lion didn't like it, an' he gets up, and in about two minutes he makes mince meat o' the orang outang. When we got there all we see was bits o' skin, an' the feet an' head o' the orang outang, yes, sir. We was glad he was gone--especially the cap'n wife --but the circus men was mad to lose sech a valerable beast," concluded Bahama Bill. "That was a pretty good one," was Tom's comment. "Too good to be spoiled," and at this remark the others laughed. "Vell, it's someding like ven dot snake got loose py Putnam Hall," was Hans' comment. "Dot Vingate vos noddings put a snake, hey?" "You hit it that time, Hans," answered Dirk, "A snake and of the worst kind." According to Bahama Bill's reckoning they were now less than two days' sailing from Treasure Isle, and all on board who were in the secret were filled with expectancy. So far nothing had been seen of the _Josephine_, and they Wondered if the tramp steamer was ahead of them, or if they had passed her in the darkness. "Of course, she may have come by a different route," said Captain Barforth. "While we passed to the east and south of some of the little islands she may have gone to the north and west of them. One route would be about as good as the other." That night it grew foggy, and as a consequence they had to slow down, which filled the boys with vexation for, as Tom declared, "they wanted to find that island and the treasure right away." "Well, you'll have to be patient," said Nellie, "Aren't you anxious, Nellie?" he asked. "Oh, yes, Tom; but I don't want to see anybody hurt, or the yacht sunk." Twenty four hours later the fog rolled away and on the following morning Captain Barforth announced they were in the locality where Treasure Isle was supposed to be located. The boys stationed themselves in various parts of the steam yacht, and Dick and Tom went aloft with a good pair of marine glasses. "I see an island!" cried Tom, half an hour later. This announcement thrilled all on board, but an hour later it was discovered that the island was only a small affair and Bahama Bill promptly said it was not that for which they were seeking. "Come aloft and look through the glass," said Dick to the old tar, and Bahama Bill readily accepted the invitation. Thus two hours more went by, and the course of the steam yacht was changed to a wide circle. "More land!" cried Dick, presently. "What do you make of that?" he asked and handed the marine glasses to Bahama Bill. The old tar looked through the glasses for a long time and then put them down with much satisfaction. "That's the place, or I'll forfeit a month's wages," he said.