“In the meantime——”

“Fight. Kiss me, love. I trust in Providence and the justice of my cause.”

Their lips met.

They shook hands, and Jack returned to his companions.

He had uphill work to perform.

But as usual he did not flinch.

CHAPTER V.
THE ATTACK ON THE CALABAR.

When Young Jack returned to the large room he found twenty fine-looking, well-built Arabs awaiting his arrival.

Mole, Monday and Harry Girdwood were still seated together.