"Despatches from Sir Sidney Smith, sir," Wilkinson said.
"Anything important?"
"I believe not. There was an opportunity for sending them, and Sir Sidney availed himself of it."
"Then it will not be worth while to wake up the admiral at this time of night?"
"I should say certainly not. But I thought it my duty to bring them here at once."
The other nodded.
"Where do you put up, Mr. Wilkinson?"
"At the Golden Cross."
"Very well. If you are wanted you can be sent for in the morning. You had best call here about eleven, so that you can answer any questions that the admirals may ask."
In the morning the midshipman went across. Half an hour later his name was called out, and he was at once shown into a room in which two of the naval lords were sitting.