“Guess we’ll have to wait then,” said one of the others.
“Yep, guess we will.”
The leader turned to Mabel and made her a low bow.
“I’m sorry you interfered with us,” he said. “You’ll find before long that you have done wrong.”
“Perhaps I shall,” said Mabel; “but I couldn’t permit you to invade my cabin.”
“Tell you what, Tim,” said one of the men, “we’ll just camp out here and get him when he comes out. He’s likely to come out before we sail.”
“Good idea,” agreed the leader. “We’ll do it.”
Again he made a low bow to Mabel and followed his men out.
“Sorry to have troubled you,” he muttered as he took his departure.
Shirley and Bristow now came in from the other room.