“That is so,” stated Boyne, obeying the prompting of Fogg's quick glance.
“I don't know you, either.”
Mr. Fogg was not abashed. “It isn't especially necessary that you know us. How soon do you leave?”
“We're going out light as soon as them rails are on the wharf.”
“I am sending Mr. Boyne with you on a tour of inspection, captain. Please give him quarters and use him right.”
“Nothing doing till I get orders from the owners,” declared Captain Wass.
“Haven't I told you that I shall be general manager of this line to-morrow, or next day, at the latest?”
“When you're general manager come around and give off your orders, sir.”
“I'll do it. I'll come aboard in New York—”
“I'm ordered to Philadelphia,” prompted Captain Wass. “That's where you'll find me.”