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I wish to speak with your captain!" In a few moments some one made his appearance on the bridge of the "Albatross." It was Tudor Brown. "I am the proprietor and captain of this yacht," he said. "What do you want?" "I wish to know whether Patrick O'Donoghan is on board!" "Patrick O'Donoghan is on board and can speak for himself," answered Tudor Brown.
The result of this we know from Mr. and Mrs. Bowles, of the Red Anchor, who told us of the haste with which Patrick O'Donoghan had taken flight. He evidently believed that he was in danger of being arrested, or he would not have gone so far, to live among the Samoyedes, and under an assumed name, which Noah Jones had doubtless advised him to do.
He also caused inquiries to be made at Edinburgh, but nobody knew Mr. Tudor Brown, which he thought looked suspicious. But it was an undeniable fact that they obtained no further intelligence of Patrick O'Donoghan, and all their advertisements were ineffectual. If Patrick O'Donoghan had disappeared for good, they had no hope of penetrating the mystery that surrounded Erik's birth.
"We know that Patrick O'Donoghan was frightened away and would be in dread of pursuit, perhaps of being extradited. In that case, he would avoid his old companions, and seek in preference ports where he was not likely to meet any of them. I know that my ideas can be contradicted, but let us suppose they are well founded.
Five hundred pounds sterling will be given to the said Patrick O'Donoghan if he will communicate with the advertiser. He need fear nothing, as no advantage will be taken of him. "Stockholm." By the 20th of October, the doctor and his companions had returned to their homes.
It was nearly empty, but the mouthful of strong liquor that Patrick O'Donoghan swallowed seemed to restore him to life. He looked around him, heaved a deep sigh and then said: "Where is Mr. Jones?" "We found you alone on the ice," answered Erik. "Had you been there long?" "I do not know!" answered the wounded man, with difficulty. "Give me something more to drink."
The number of ports which are not frequented by American vessels is not very large. I think we might begin by seeking in these places news of Patrick O'Donoghan." "Why not have recourse to advertisements?" asked Dr. Schwaryencrona. "Because Patrick O'Donoghan would not answer them if he is trying to hide himself; even supposing that a sailor would be likely to see your advertisement."
At least we shall see what he can have to do with O'Donoghan, if we ever find the Irishman." As for Erik, he did not even dare to express the sentiments which the sight of this man awakened in him. It was more than repulsion, it was positive hatred, and an instinctive desire to rush upon him and throw him into the sea.
As usual it led to a discussion, since the doctor tried to draw from this discovery a confirmation of his favorite theory. "If ever there was an Irish name," he cried, "Patrick O'Donoghan is one. Did I not always say that I was sure that Erik was of Irish birth?" "Does this discovery prove it?" asked Mr. Bredejord laughing. "An Irish cabin-boy does not prove much.
When such events have taken place more than twenty years ago, human justice has no longer the right to demand an accounting for them." "Is that true?" asked Patrick O'Donoghan, distrustfully. "Mr. Jones told me that the 'Alaska' had been sent by the police, and you yourself spoke of a tribunal." "That was about recent events an accident that happened to us at the beginning of our journey.
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