"Here is the list of the men whom you are to bring in," said the master-at-arms.
Davis took the list, going over it deliberately and fixing the names in his mind, after which he stowed the paper in his blouse pocket.
"You have your orders?"
"Yes, sir; the captain has given me my instructions. You have no idea where I shall find the men, sir?"
"No; that is for you to find out when you get ashore. Are you ready?"
"All ready, sir."
"Take charge of the patrol."
"Carry arms!" commanded Davis, turning to his squad. "Right face, forward march! Board steamer!"
The men scrambled over the side, going down the Jacob's ladder into the steamer that lay awaiting them below.
"Cast off!" commanded the Battleship Boy. The steamer whistled once and headed for the landing stage.