“At the muzzle of a pistol,” said Frank dryly.
“I think you might have managed without help,” said the young lady coldly. “It is most vexing, and such a beginning bodes ill for the undertaking.”
“You need be under no uneasiness. We can easily detain him.”
“I object,” said Frank hotly.
Captain Pardoe lifted his weapon.
“Give me that pistol, sir,” said the young lady imperiously, and the Captain reluctantly handed it over. “I regret very much that we should place you under restraint, sir; but there are interests at stake more important than considerations of mere personal convenience. I’m afraid you must be our guest for a few days.”
“We can put him ashore at Madeira, Miss Laura,” said the Captain.
“At Madeira,” said Frank, earnestly gazing at the splendid eyes and superb figure of this masterful young lady.
“We will do our best to entertain you in the meanwhile,” she said, with a sudden dazzling smile, “and, perhaps, you will even forgive us for this unmannerly and ungrateful return for your kindness.”
As he caught the dazzle of her smile he determined upon his course, especially as the trip to Madeira would advance him on his voyage.