The deck-house was all but hidden.

The mainmast dragged by a tangle of ropes aft of the starboard beam and was acting as a sort of sea-anchor.

For the rest, her lumber-piled deck was swept clean save for a splintered gaff that had become wedged in the boards.

Her hull had been painted black, but not very recently, and a dingy white streak led along the side.
The two cruisers worked cautiously around to the leeward side of the _Catspaw_, the _Adventurer's_ tender was dropped over and Steve, Joe and Han climbed in.

Boarding in that sea was no child's work, for the big swells, which slammed into and sometimes over the schooner without much effect, tossed the dingey high in air.