“Whew! Never got such a shock in my life. Think that will bring him? Well, I guess yes.”
“Bring whom?” asked Bill.
“Disbrow. Must I draw a diagram of the whole thing?” retorted the captain irritably.
“Disbrow,” reflected Sam. “That’s all right, but who is Disbrow?”
“Who is Disbrow?” groaned George. “Never hear of P. Earlington Disbrow? You mean to say you never heard?”
Sam shook his head. “I’m not a walking edition of ‘Who’s Who,’” he reminded.
“We are all equally in the dark,” interjected Harriet. “Why not explain to us?”
“Yeth, thith thuthpenthe ith terrible,” agreed Tommy with emphasis. “I can’t thtand much more of thith.”
George Baker made a helpless gesture.
“P. Earlington Disbrow,” he began, with slow, measured words, “is an Englishman—an Englishman from England. Get that, Sam?”