“Well, my lad, are you ready to make a little visit to my ship?”
“Yes, sir, if Mr. Fairchild is willing.”
“Oh, he’ll be willing; I’ll guarantee that. Your writing can wait till another time. Eh, Fairchild?”
“Yes, he can go,” assented the merchant.
Harry picked up his hat, and accompanied Brandon to the street.
“It’s all right,” said Brandon, in a whisper, placing a small roll of bills in the hand of Fairchild. “It’ll be a long time before you set eyes on your office-boy again.”
CHAPTER XVIII.
GOING ON BOARD.
Harry crossed Broadway with his companion, and went down a side street to the North River pier, at which lay the Sea Eagle, of which Brandon had obtained the command. It was a vessel of good size, and was now all ready for sea. This fact, however, Captain Brandon did not care to communicate to his young companion.