On arriving there, he met the party leaving to go on board of the Reindeer. Taking Lord Wallace aside, he explained to him the situation, and requested his immediate attendance.
I will go with you, Lieutenant, but first let me write a note to Captain Davis.
That has already been done, replied the Lieutenant. Captain Davis will be there.
But my grand-son. Where is he?
On his way to witness his grand-father’s death. But let us move on.
On the way they notified the family lawyer that his services were needed at the Admiral’s.
He hung the green bag over his arm, and all three walked to the house of death. Cora met them at the door and conducted them to the parlor, where they found the family physician.
How is your patient, doctor? exclaimed the Lieutenant.
He sleepeth.