"What is one to say?" he shrugged, arching his eyebrows and pursing his lips, "I repeat, I have no orders."
"But you have seen them?"
"Oh, yes. They are here."
"Then will you oblige me by sending in my name to Baron von Kerber, and saying—"
"It is impossible. Go to your ship. I speak as a friend."
"I am sure you wish to help me," persisted Dick, "but I am carrying a message of some importance—"
"Ah, from whom?"
"From a lady."
"Who is she?"
"One of the ladies of our party."