MARK was awakened that night by feeling some one trying to turn him
over. At first he thought it was Jack, and sleepily muttered that he
wanted to be let alone.

"Sorry I can't oblige ye, my hearty!" exclaimed a rough voice in his
ear, "but I got particular orders t' tie you up!"

At that Mark tried to sit up, but he found he could not. He discovered
that he was closely bound with many turns of a rope, while in front of
his bunk stood one of the rescued sailors.

"There," said the man, with a final tightening of the ropes. "I guess
you're safe."

"What's the matter? What does it all mean?" asked Mark, much
bewildered.

"It means that we have possession of the ship," the sailor answered,
"and, if you're wise you'll not make a fuss. It wouldn't do any good,
anyhow, as all your friends are in the same condition."

Then, picking Mark up, as if he was a baby, the man slung him over his
shoulder and carried him to the living room. There Mark saw Jack, the
professor, Washington, and the others similarly bound.

"Do you realize what you are doing?" asked the professor angrily of
his captors. "You are mutinying, and are liable to severe punishment."

"If they ever get us," added one of the men. "We've got the ship now,