“Oh, say anything.”
“Tell him that my Lord Smash and friends have called,” said Captain Jack, laughing. “That’s as good a name as any.”
“Just so,” another replied. “Do you hear, varlet, announce Lord Smash and friends immediately.”
Before the astonished servant could recover his breath, Captain Jack and party pushed their way into the hall, and almost terrified out of his life, he bawled out, the parlor door in hand,
“Ladies and gentlemen—Lord Smash and friends.”
CHAPTER XIX.
MASTER TIM GETS INTO THE HANDS OF SMUGGLERS.
The position of poor Tim, it must be confessed, was anything but pleasant.
He had fallen into the depths below, but how, he could not tell.