Furious, barely able to restrain himself, the American saw Jenson flit hastily from the door, leaving his two Germans still on the spot.
From his position he was unable to see the street, and five minutes had elapsed during which time Smith was giving instructions as to the care of the two seamen and preparing his papers, until he ordered Hammer taken to the little corrugated iron prison.
He stopped the officer to order him to get John Solomon as a witness when Hammer heard the sentry outside halt some person.
"See who it is, sergeant," commanded Smith impatiently.
The sergeant went out, but came back hurriedly.
"Mr. John Solomon, sar."
And a moment later the overjoyed American saw the pudgy form of Solomon enter, with the grinning Omar Ibn Kasim at his heels like a faithful watchdog.
CHAPTER XIV
OFF AT LAST
"Dang it, but it be a mortal 'ot day!"