“The little whelp insulted me,” exclaimed the lieutenant. “I shall make no promises, unless he is kept out of my way.”
“Very well, sir,” replied Lord Hastings. “Remain in your cabin until you receive further orders. You may go!”
“But, your lordship——” protested the lieutenant.
“Not a word, sir!” exclaimed Lord Hastings. “Return to your cabin immediately.”
The lieutenant saluted and left the cabin. Hardly had he taken his departure when there was a sudden change in Lord Hastings’ manner. He rose to his feet, advanced across the cabin and took Frank by the hand.
“That was a great fight!” he exclaimed with enthusiasm. “It did me good to see you polish off that traitor. I would have liked to be in your place!”
Frank was taken by surprise.
“But—but——” he stammered.
“I know, I know,” cried Lord Hastings, raising a protesting hand. “It’s against the rules and regulations and should merit punishment. But there are extenuating circumstances. It has worked out beautifully.”
“What, sir?” demanded Jack, who had remained silent up to this time.