“Well, well, we needn’t equip an expedition with it now,” said the colonel. “Good luck to you, and au revoir.”
“Goodbye,” said Jimmy, “and thank you.”
“Goodbye, cousin! See you in New Orleans,” shouted the governor.
CHAPTER XII
NEW ORLEANS
Although the commandant had told Jimmy that the river was open, the ark had yet to hear from the Spanish intendant.
Marion Royce was down with the fever when he was helped aboard and the voyage resumed, and Jimmy took his place, in a measure, and there was no demur. Even Shadwell Lincoln showed him a sarcastic deference since the interview with the governor.
Night and a dense fog covered the river, when they reached the line of West Florida.
Suddenly, as the ark floated downward, its headway was slowly arrested, and they heard the jangle of a bell ashore. The ark came to a standstill.