“Good!” exclaimed the latter. “Mr. Templeton, inform Lieutenant Taylor that I have countermanded the order confining him to his cabin. Order him to return to his duties!”
CHAPTER XX.
A CONFESSION.
All day the Sylph continued on her course without interruption. Frank spent several hours strolling about the deck with Miss Beulow, and he experienced no further trouble with Lieutenant Taylor, although the latter passed them twice, each time gazing at the boy threateningly.
While at supper the wireless operator entered the cabin and approached Lord Hastings.
“I have picked up the cruiser Alto, sir,” he said. “She will pass us in the morning on her way to Copenhagen. Also I have a message from the Admiralty ordering us to join the fleet at once.”
The operator departed and Lord Hastings turned to Miss Beulow.
“Miss Beulow,” he said, “I have decided to transfer you to the cruiser to-morrow, so you may return to your mother in Copenhagen. We are likely to go into action at any time, and this is no place for you.”
The girl nodded in assent, although she declared that she was not afraid of being in battle.
As she strolled about the deck alone, some hours later, she was accosted by Lieutenant Taylor.
“I am sorry I seem to be objectionable to you,” said the lieutenant; “but now I would ask that you give me a few moments in private. I have something important to say.”