A small dinghy-like boat was dispatched, and it returned with the man, a Japanese in lieutenant's uniform, whose beady eyes twinkled in alarm as Metcalf greeted him. "Well, Saiksi, you perfected it, didn't you? my invisible searchlight, that I hadn't money to go on with." The Jap's eyes sought the deck, then resumed their Asiatic steadiness. "Metcalf this you," he said, "in command?