"Yes."

"And you will promise to say nothing to a soul about what is done
on the trip I propose?"

"I Will."

"Very good, You see, this is a - er -- a delicate matter."

"Are you going to marry Mrs. Stanhope and use the yacht for your
honeymoon?" said Mumps somewhat slyly.

"Hardly -- although that would not be a bad idea, my lad. But
now I have a different deal on hand -- something very much
different. If you do not object I'll take a look at your yacht
and interview this sailor you mention."

"All right, come ahead."

Mumps led the way down the rocky steps and Josiah Crabtree
followed, moving slowly that he might not fall. Creeping to the
edge of the cliff, the Rover boys saw the pair reach the Falcon
and go on board.

"Now what is in the wind?" said Dick, as soon as the pair were
out of hearing.

"That's a conundrum," replied Tom. "I'll wager one thing though
-- old Crabtree is up to no good."