A tap came to Lucy's door.
“Who is that? I am busy.”
“Oh, miss!” said an agitated voice, “may I speak to you—the captain!”
“What captain?” inquired Lucy, without opening the door.
“Knealys, miss.
“I will come out to you. Now. Has Captain Kenealy returned already?”
“La! no, miss. He haven't been anywhere as I know of. He had them about him as couldn't spare him.”
“Something is the matter, Jane. What is it?”
Jane lowered her voice mysteriously. “Well, miss, the captain is—in trouble.”
“Oh, dear, what has happened?”