"What, again?" demanded Hickey.
"So this isn't the first time, eh?" demanded the British officer.
"Will you be good enough to communicate with the ship, sir?" asked Dan.
The officer of the day made no reply, and the boys were led away by the same squad that had picked them up after their thrilling slide down the cable.
They were taken to the barracks, where they were placed in a room and a guard stationed outside.
"Slid right into jail, didn't we?" demanded the red-headed Sam, after they had been left alone. "That was a slide for jail instead of a slide for life. I guess you and I had better stay aboard ship after this, Dan."
"We do have a way of getting ourselves into trouble. I wonder how long the red-coats are going to leave us here?"
Hours dragged on. The boys grew hungry, but no one came near them. They could hear the measured tramp of the sentry on the outside.
In the meantime word had been sent to the battleship "Long Island." Immediately upon receiving the news, Captain Farnham had put off in his motor boat. He was fully convinced that it would be useless to send one of lesser rank than himself to intercede for the Battleship Boys.
Captain Farnham went directly to the office of the Governor-General, before whom he laid the case.