CHAPTER IV. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. “What the hell is going on here, Officer?” He grumbled. By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. "Show me your warrant!" said Wood, almost driven to his wit's-end; "perhaps it isn't regular?" "Ask him who he is?" suggested Thames. ’ I said. ’ He glanced at the captain. The flush deck was without wells. "Then you ought to be thankful to me for the warning. We'll come back for that by and by, and the dressing-gown.
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