The young man looked as if something was the matter. His expression was not at all pleasant.
"Evenin', George," said the captain. "Glad to see you. Sit down."
Kent ignored both the invitation and the speaker.
"Look here," he demanded, addressing Miss Berry: "do you know what time it is? It is ten o'clock."
His tone was so rude—so boyishly rude—that Sears looked up quickly and Elizabeth drew back.
"It's nearly ten o'clock," repeated Kent. "And you are over here."
"George!" exclaimed Sears, sharply.
"You are over here—with him—again."
It was Elizabeth who spoke now. She said but one word.
"Well?" she asked.