"Mr. Wilson, you will please take charge of the ship under the direction of the pilot brought along by the lieutenant. Mr. Hornberg's watch is up," said the captain, and went off with the Jap to his cabin.
Five minutes later the captain sent for the first mate, who returned to the bridge almost directly, saying: "Mr. Wilson, I am to take your place at the helm. The captain would like to see you."
"Certainly," answered Wilson curtly. The captain and the Jap were sitting together in the cabin over a glass of whisky. "The lieutenant," said the captain, "wants to know something about Esquimault; you know the harbor there, don't you?"
"Very slightly," answered Wilson, "I was only there three days."
"Were there any Japanese ships at Esquimault when you were there?"
"Yes, there was a Japanese cruiser in dock."
"What was her name?"
Wilson shrugged his shoulders and answered: "I couldn't say, I don't know the names of the Japanese ships."
"Won't you sit down and join us in a glass of whisky?" said the captain.
"What did you do to your arm?" asked the Japanese.