"Cantor, you were out of luck last night," observed Lieutenant
Holton, who sat next to him.
"In what way?" asked Cantor, but he flushed deeply.
"You had only a boat ride, and missed the fight," replied Holton.
"Oh!" replied Cantor, and felt relieved, for he had thought that
Holton referred to something else.
"Where are we heading now?" asked Dave.
"Didn't you notice the course?" inquired Dalzell.
"About westerly, isn't it?"
"Yes; we are bound for Vera Cruz," Danny Grin answered. "We shall be there in two hours. Mr. Carmody and his party have no notion of going back to their plantation at present. Instead, they'll take a steamer to New York."
Breakfast was nearly over when an orderly appeared, bringing an envelope, which he handed to Commander Bainbridge.
"Pardon me," said the executive officer to the officers on either side of him. Then he examined the paper contained in the envelope.