“No, I should not do that,” said Mr Frewen, “so long as nothing serious goes wrong. If he really gets too bad, I suppose I must help you by justifying your proceedings in superseding him.”
“For the owners’ sake, of course.”
“Of course. It is a very serious position for us both. But there, he may be better to-morrow. If not, we must hope for the improvement when we get further south.”
“Then you would not take command?”
“Certainly not, under the present circumstances.”
“Halloa!” cried Mr Brymer—“a spy! Who’s that—Walters?”
“No, sir; it is I.”
“And what are you doing there, listening?”
“I was watching the phosphorescence of the sea, sir, and you came and stood close to me and began talking.”
“And you heard?” said Mr Frewen.