“When can you be ready to sail, Captain?” inquired Ned.
“Who, me?” questioned the captain in a tone of surprise.
“Nobody else but you, your crew and we boys!” laughed Ned.
“Sure! Dot’s all ridt!” nodded von Kluck. “Vhell, I’m ready now. Yet I haf some cheeses on board to put, und some odder tings!”
“Can you accommodate the boxes containing our airship?” asked Jimmie. “We have the Grey Eagle over here at the railroad station and don’t want to leave it behind us when we leave the country.”
“Maybe it vould on de schip go!” consented von Kluck.
“Hurrah!” exultantly cried the lads. “That’s fine!”
“How big is your ship, Captain?” asked Ned, “and what’s her name?”
“Mine schip is der Lena Knobloch!” smiled the captain. “Dot’s vot you English beoples call garlic. Und id vas a goot schip alreaty!”