“Ay tank one hour.”
Then I heard Collins say something in an undertone.
“Good idea,” says Jiggins. “Do no harm. May do some good. I’ll ask him.” Then he called up to Ole: “D’you know Mr. Bell—Hieronymous Alphabet Bell?”
“Ay tank ay know him,” says Ole.
“Know where he is?” asked Jiggins.
Mark jumped to his feet. “Don’t—” he started to say to Ole.
But for once the big Swede answered right off without any fooling. “He bane go to Ludington.”
“When?”
“Nine-ten o’clock.”
Mark was banging Ole on the back. “Don’t tell him any m-m-more,” says he. “They’re enemies. They’re t-t-tryin’ to smouge Uncle Hieronymous’s mine.” Then he ran right out on deck.