He went on deck, taking care, however, to lock the cabin door behind him. On the deck he met Mr. Hawkes, the mate.
“Well, Mr. Hawkes,” he said, “what is the prospect?”
“I think we shall get off in an hour, Captain Brandon.”
“Good.”
“I didn’t quite understand about the lad you had with you. Does he sail with us?”
“Yes.”
“As cabin-boy?”
“Yes, but he doesn’t know it.”
“Ah, I see,” said Hawkes, nodding intelligently.