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" are certain he had the map?" I cried.

"It looked very much like it—was the same size and just as rumpled and yellow."

"Why didn't Oliver demand to see it?"

"As soon as the sailor caught sight of us he jammed the paper into his pocket and hurried down into the steerage."

"And what is Oliver doing now?"

"Trying to get permission to visit the steerage and interview the fellow," returned Dan, as he and I hurried on deck.

We soon found Oliver, who was accompanied by one of the under officers. Matters were briefly explained, and all four of us descended into the steerage, which was as clean and light as could be reasonably expected.

For some time we could not locate the one-armed man, but at last spotted him, apparently asleep in a corner devoted to male passengers. He opened his eyes slowly when shaken by the officer of the ship.