What place is this ?" "The lock-up of the _Golden Wave_.

I think it used to be an oil room." They gazed around them, and soon discovered the can of ship's biscuits and also the beans.
"They evidently meant to keep us prisoners for some time," said Dick.
"Hark, what is that ?" Both listened, and made out the sounds of distant thunder and heard the patter of rain on the deck.
"A storm is brewing," said old Jerry.

"It sounds as if it was putty heavy, too." They tried the door to the brig, but found it locked and bolted.

In vain Dick kicked against it, and shoved with his shoulder.

It refused to budge.
"This looks as if we'd have to stay here--at least for the present," said Dick, with a sigh.