"Hello yourself! What schooner is that?"
"The Government schooner Transit, and I should be very glad to see any of you on board."
"Where are you bound?"
"Into the 'Glades. Will you come over after a while, or shall I go aboard the sloop? I want to have a talk with you."
"I reckon we'll come over."
"Those fellows don't seem inclined to be very sociable," remarked the Lieutenant to Ensign Sloe, as they went down into the cabin to supper. At the same time Sumner was saying to Worth, "I wonder who that fellow is? His voice sounded very familiar."
When they again came on deck after supper, the night was so dark that they could not see the sloop, though they supposed her to be lying close to them.
"Hello aboard the sloop!" again hailed Lieutenant Carey.
There was no answer, nor did several hails serve to bring a reply of any kind.