"You see I am in time, judge."
"Yes, Ishmael. Good morning. I was afraid you would not be, however. I was afraid you would oversleep yourself after your hard ride. But have you breakfasted?"
"Oh, yes! My dear old friends were up before day to have breakfast with me."
"I tell you what, Ishmael, they are really two charming old ladies, and if ever I get right again and spend another winter in this city, I will try to get them to take me to board. They would make a home for a man," said the judge.
While they were talking the porters were busy putting Judge Merlin's luggage upon Ishmael's hack.
"You have not heard whether the 'Errand Boy' has reached the wharf?" inquired Ishmael.
"Not a word. There has been no arrival here this morning from any quarter, as I understand from the head waiter."
"I am really afraid Mr. Brudenell will miss the train."
"If he does he will miss the voyage also. But we must not risk such a misfortune. Get in, boy, get in!" said the judge, hastily entering the hack.
Ishmael followed his example. The professor climbed up to a seat beside the driver and the hack moved off. They reached the railway station just in time. In fact they had not a moment to lose.