“Coming, sir!”
A moment afterwards he hurried into the saloon, putting on his jacket, and looked round as if waiting to receive an order. The passengers glanced at him and laughed.
“What’s the matter?” asked the doctor.
“Didn’t some one call me, sir?” the man inquired.
“Not that we heard,” replied the doctor.
“I thought I heard some one sing out, sir,” said the steward, looking round.
“It must have been some one on deck,” suggested Colonel Mydleton. “Shall I cut the cards for you, doctor?”
The steward went on deck. He was met by Mr Somers, who, in reply to the man’s inquiry, said—
“Call you? No, I didn’t call you.”
“The infant Samuel,” said one of the poker players, and the others at the table laughed.