“Good!” he cried. “I’m sorry to leave you, Captain Buchanan, but I must rescue dad and mother!”
“That’s right. Good luck to you!”
“What about Jackie?” asked Abe, who, with his mate, had come on deck to bid Tom good-by.
“He comes with me, of course,” was our hero’s answer. “I’m going to turn him over to his relatives,” he added. “Mr. Case said he had a sister in Melbourne.”
“I’m going to my daddy!” Jackie proudly informed the friends he was leaving behind on the Alexandria. “Tom is going to take me to my daddy!”
“I only wish I was,” murmured Tom with tears in his eyes.
He and his little charge were soon on the Australian bound vessel, and the Monarch getting under way again was once more steaming toward the land of the kangaroo and rabbit.
In due time Tom landed at Melbourne, and his first duty was to take little Jackie to his relatives. That they were shocked was to be expected, over the news of the shipwreck, of which they had heard nothing, though they were beginning to be alarmed over the fact that the Silver Star had not arrived, and had not been spoken.
Their grief and sorrow were concealed from Jackie as well as possible, and he bade Tom a tearful good-by, convinced that our hero was going to bring matters about so that everything would be all right.