"Good old Whe-e-lk!" he shouted, his hands to his mouth.
The lieutenant had never been shipmates with Bernard Carey. Also, his eyes were elsewhere. He twitched his friend's arm.
"I say," he said, in an awed voice, "look at the faces of those two girls!"
The Commander did so.
"Lucky old Whelk!"
THE END
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