When he picked himself up he was astonished.
He was in the cabin of a ship.
Sand and debris were heaped upon the floor, and there was little left to show that it was really the cabin of a ship.
But such it was.
The Celt picked himself up to hear a voice above:
“Hi dar! Am yo’ kilt, I’ish?”
“Divil a bit!” roared the Celt. “Cum down yersilf, naygur!”
But Pomp was satisfied with gazing down into the place.
“Fo’ de lan’s sake!” he gasped; “it am de cabin ob a ship!”
“Begorra, that’s what it is!” cried Barney.