Then, when the _Bell_ comes up, they can go aboard her, if our fire is
not out by then. Let them go."

"All right," agreed Mr. Pertell, and orders were given to lower a boat.
Mr. Bunn and Mr. Sneed got together what belongings they could, and
entered it.

"I must get a moving picture of this!" cried Russ.

"Do!" said Mr. Pertell.

"I forbid it!" exclaimed Mr. Sneed. Perhaps he did not want to be shown
deserting the ship and the company.

But Russ brought out his camera, and soon the film was moving, as the
boat was lowered to the surface of the sea. Then it was soon pulling away
from the _Tarsus_, and Russ got those views too.

"Wait! Wait for me!" cried a voice, and up on deck came Mr. Towne. He had
a valise in each hand, which probably contained his best suits. "Wait!"
he cried. "I want to be saved, too."

"There's no danger; you'll be saved more by staying here than by going
with them," said Mr. Pertell. "Besides, you might soil your clothing if
you went in the small boat. Another ship is coming for us."

"Oh--er--I certainly would not like to spoil any of my suits--the one I
fell overboard in is almost ruined. I--er--I ah--shall stay!" and he went
below again.