"But none of your friends are likely to know anybody in Pomander Walk!"
Jack leaped up. "Is this Pomander Walk?" he almost shouted. "Why, that 's what I Ve been looking for all the afternoon. That's where my friend lives—the Admiral!"
It was Marjolaine's turn to be astonished.
"Not Sir Peter Antrobus!"
"Yes!—Do you know him?"
"Why, he's the King of the Walk! He lives at Number One. If you 're quite quiet you can almost hear him snoring!"
"Why, there we are then! I'm introduced! I'm on a proper footing! The whole thing's ship-shape! O Marjory, what a relief!"
"But I don't understand—"
"Yes, you do. He 's my father's oldest friend. I served under him as a middy on board the Termagant. I 'm very fond of him. I 'll come and see him to-morrow!"
Marjolaine clapped her hands. "And then he can introduce you to Maman!"