“Five in the crew, my father, and one passenger.”
“Dis a s’prise,” said a new-comer, looking at Wort. It was Juggie.
“It is a surprise,” was Wort’s reply. “Catch me going again.”
“You’d rather be de keeper ob de great seal.”
“Yes, indeed!”
Among the arrivals by the life-car was the skipper of the “White Shield,” and there was also a man wrapped in a cloak.
“He aint a sailor,” said one of the station-hands, criticising the dress of the man in the cloak.
“It is the passenger,” said Wort.
He was a man still young, and his clothes had an outlandish cut. He walked up the beach, the four young knights having preceded him. Then he halted, and gave a look at the boys. The boys halted, and gave a look at him. Suddenly Tony bounded away, and bounded into the man’s arms.
What happened afterward, Charlie told Aunt Stanshy at the breakfast-table.