As he spoke a door in the rear opened, and a buxom woman of thirty tripped out. She came straight up to the sailor and gave him a hearty kiss.
"No luck, Betty," said Linyard soberly.
"No?"
"Not a bit. Couldn't locate 'em nohow."
"It's too bad, Doc."
"And he says his life was saved by this chap," put in the old man, who had been gazing at Richard ever since the assertion had been made.
"Yes; we've both had strange adventures in the last twelve hours."
This bold praise made Richard blush.
"Oh, I didn't do as much as all that," he exclaimed. "I only helped him out of the car, just as I would have helped any one."
"No sech thing, he did lots."