He soon reached the Teelies and stopped, but these men seemed very excited, and brandished their clubs threateningly.
The sleigh Eskimos had also halted, and appeared to be preparing.
At that moment a battle appeared to be imminent, and, if it took place, a queer one it would be.
The Teelies were like a bull-terrier straining wildly at the end of its chain, mad to make a dash for the enemy.
And poor Wright found that, do what he might, he must speedily let them slip, then stand idly by and look on.
Donnybrook fair on an election day, or a wedding at ancient Ballyporeen, wouldn’t be a circumstance to the fight that would follow.
But lo! just at that moment the Gordian knot was unexpectedly cut.
For the high sledge, with the two men in it, was seen to detach itself from the main body, and, with but four dogs harnessed thereto, was driven at tremendous speed towards the Walrus.
Speed was slackened, however, before it got much over half-way, and now the faces and figures of the men on board could be distinctly seen.
And Captain Mayne Brace and his crew stared silently and wonderingly.