The captain turned back again.
"Why did you not say that before?" he asked, in an altered voice. "I am a Christian man, and I cannot refuse that plea."
"Thank God!" the young man almost sobbed.—"My sister."
In less than a minute more the boy and girl were helped up the ladder by willing hands, and all three stood together on the deck—safe.
Then the great heart of the ship began to throb, and she was soon steaming merrily out of the harbour.
John Grayson came on deck again, and seeing three Armenians standing by the side of the vessel, drew near, laid his hand on the young man's shoulder, and looked him in the face.
"Kaspar Hohanian!" he exclaimed in surprise. "Is it possible this is you?"
Kaspar seemed scarcely able to speak even yet. But he drew a long breath, tried to compose himself, and returned Jack's look of inquiry.
"Who are you?" he asked.