The half hour tolled.
But the merry makers took no notice of the flight of time.
One o’clock struck.
A loud knock was heard at the door.
A servant opened it.
Captain Jack stood there, accompanied by several friends.
They were comparatively well-dressed; but slightly the worse for liquor.
“Who are you, gentlemen?” the servant asked.
“We are——” Captain Jack began.
“No we ain’t,” replied Faulkner.