The sailor stared at him blankly.
“He’s not the one,” said Jack. “His surprise is genuine enough. Call the next.”
“Stand over there in the corner,” said Frank to the sailor. “Jack, you keep them covered as I line them up. We must be careful.”
“Send in another, Johnson,” called Lord Hastings.
A second sailor appeared in the door. His right hand was wrapped in a handkerchief!
CHAPTER VI.
THE SPY.
Frank’s hand dropped quickly to his revolver.
“Stand over there,” he commanded in a harsh voice.
The man obeyed, and Frank approached and looked at him carefully.
“He is about the same build, sir,” he said, turning to Lord Hastings.