“Friends!” was shouted again.
“Well! Where’s the word?—He don’t say Sponson, Mr Poole,” added the carpenter, in a whisper.
“Captain Reed! Captain Reed!” cried the same voice, from where all was perfectly still now, for the sounds of the advance had ceased.
“Who wants Captain Reed?” shouted Poole.
“Ah, yes, I know you,” came excitedly. “Tell your father Don Ramon is here with his men.”
Chapter Twenty Eight.
Strange doings.
All doubts as to the character of the new-comers were chased away by the coming up of the skipper to welcome the Don, who had nothing but bad news to communicate.