CHAPTER XI 

A CALL FROM THE STERN 

For the instant after Tom slipped over the side of the _Golden Wave_, Dan Baxter was too dazed to do more than stare at the spot where he had last seen the boy with whom he had been struggling. 

"Gone!" he muttered presently. "Gone!" he repeated and crouched back in the darkness. 

The great beads of perspiration came to his brow as he heard rapid footsteps approaching. Would he be accused of sending Tom Rover to his death? 

"What's the trouble?" came in the voice of Captain Blossom. 

Instead of answering, Dan Baxter crept still further back. Then, watching his chance, he darted into the forecastle. 

"Hullo, the rail is broken!" he heard the captain exclaim. "Bring a lantern here, quick!" 

A sailor came running with a lantern, which lit up the narrow circle of the deck near the rail and part of the sea beyond. 

"Somebody gave a cry," said the captain, to those who began to gather. "Looks to me as if the rail gave way and let somebody overboard." 

"Tom Rover was on deck," came from old Jerry. "Do you reckon as how it was him?" 

"I don't know. It was somebody, that's certain. Call all hands at once." 

This was done, and Dan Baxter had to come out with the rest. He was pale and trembled so he could scarcely stand. 

"All here," said Captain Blossom. "Must have been one of the Rover boys or one of the young ladies." 
what's his ship's name?
 the side of the _Golden Wave_