He shook Frank’s hand warmly.
“I am glad to meet you, Captain Reade,” he said; “pray come into the cabin.”
“Thank you.”
In the cabin, as usual, wine and the customary civilities were indulged in. Then Captain Snow said bluntly:
“Of course you must have some mission in this part of the world with your submarine boat, Mr. Reade?”
“I have accomplished it,” said Frank.
“Indeed!”
“Success has been mine.”
“You are fortunate. But what may your mission have been?”
Frank as briefly as possible told of the quest for the silver whale and the object therefor.