'Come in and have a drink!' yelled the Captain, equally excited. Dave's harsh voice also extended the invitation.
'Gimme that bottle, Dave. You're too derned full to get the cork out.'
Then the door opened slowly, but no more than two figures entered, and one of these was a woman.
The three turned upon them with hearty cries of salutation; but the next instant they were all upon the dirty matting, tied up in a knot of legs and arms, clawing at one another, rolling over and over, with strange, animal-like cries of fear.
Plang-ang!
'Old Billy!'
'Billy Sinclair!'
'Lord! Lord! I've got 'em this time!'