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But the excursion steamer's usual course was through the opening in the breakwater, and not out round its end; and if she now took that direction the trip would be spoiled, so far, at least, as Mr Damerell and his daughter were concerned.
By the time that the Victoria had reached the harbour's mouth Mr Damerell was able to see that they had started at exactly the right time.
Now, I want to know exactly what you have meant by this." "Just exactly what I have said, Mr Damerell or rather what you have just said," answered Price. "I joined the party because I had no fancy for being left to die on a desert island, like those unfortunate passengers or the poor skipper and Mr Manners; but I didn't then know what was before me, sir.
The word to "ease her" was passed below into the Victoria's engine-room; and Mr Damerell and Eva had the opportunity of not only seeing, but also of exchanging a few words with Ned, who had soon espied them on the steamer's bridge, and had placed himself in the mizen-rigging for the purpose.
"What fair wind blows you on board the Victoria? It is not often that you favour us with your company. A noble vessel that, isn't she?" indicating the Flying Cloud. "I take it she is an Australian liner." "Yes," said Mr Damerell, "that is the Flying Cloud, my son's ship, you know, Captain " "What! your son aboard?" interrupted the commodore.
"What about Captain Blyth and Mr Manners?" he asked. "What are you going to do with them?" "They will have to put up with such accommodation as they can find here until we have an opportunity to land them," was the reply. "But make your mind easy on their account, Mr Damerell; their comfort will be properly looked after, and no harm will come to them unless an attempt is made to retake the ship.
"Good-morning, Mr Damerell," was the equally cheery reply; and then Mr Gaunt, happening to notice the lad's worn and haggard appearance, exclaimed: "Why, good heavens, Ned, what is the matter? Are you ill?" "Hush!" said Ned. "No, I am not ill, Mr Gaunt, but I am in great trouble and perplexity.
And perhaps," he added, his kindly grey eyes beaming sympathetically, "you may be able to get another glimpse of Ned as we pass. Come upon my bridge, Mr Damerell, you will see better, and he will see you all the quicker too."
Edward Damerell, senior, it may be as well to mention, was a naval lieutenant, retired upon half-pay.
She is called the Flying Cloud, and she has a young gentleman named Edward Damerell on board her, who, I'll be bound, is at this moment intently looking in this direction," answered the old gentleman decisively. "Oh, father, you can't mean it!" exclaimed the young lady impetuously, though she knew very well that her father did mean it.
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