"Pleased to meet ye both," said the boatswain.
"In addition to our natural anxiety about the ship and her people we have reason to be deeply interested in one member of her crew," continued Harnash, and his personal suspense was obvious to the dullest person in the room, much more to the girl who loved him in spite of all.
"I didn't ketch your name, sir," said the boatswain.
"Harnash, George Harnash."
The old man furrowed his brow and thought a moment.
"Of Harnash an' Beekman, 33 Broadway, New York?"
"Yes."
"Well, sir, I got a message for you."
"A message?"
"Aye. It was give to me by a man that shipped aboard the Susquehanna as John Smith."