“Yas, you would think so; but he didn’t, the more peace to him,” was Ellinwood’s reply.
“The poor feller!” said Code. “I’m sorry for his wife. Anything else happen while I was gone, Pete?”
“Now, let me think!” The mate scratched his head. “Oh, yes! Curse me, I nearly forgot it! You know that quair schooner that chased us down one day an’ asked the fool questions about you?”
“Yes. I saw that same schooner again yesterday. She asked more fool questions.”
“You did!” cried Ellinwood in amazement. “I didn’t see her, but I heard her, an’ I got a message from her for you. It was night when they come up on us an’ hailed.
“They said they had news of you, an’ would we send a dory over. Would we? They was about six over in as many minutes. But they wouldn’t let us aboard. No, sir; kept us off with poles an’ asked for me.
“When I got in clost they told me the Rosan had found you, and handed me an envelope with a message inside of it. Just as I was goin’ away there came the most awful clickin’ an’ flashin’ amidships I ever saw––”
“Wireless,” said Code.
“Wal, I’ve heard of it, but I never see it before; an’ I come away as quick as I could.”