"British—you needn't be afraid to say it," frankly laughed the lieutenant. "But I fancy we can strike up a friendly alliance. No, I don't wish to take command. This is merely asking you for an accommodation on your part. You are after the Ramona, as I understand it, and so am I. I merely ask to be allowed to go along and help you find her. Once I get aboard I shall put under arrest all the mutineers. And you will be with your people."
"Oh, if we ever are again!"
"Which way was she headed when you last had information?" asked
Walter.
"Southeast," was the reply, "and she isn't far ahead of us now. By crowding on speed we can overtake her by morning."
"Hear that, Joe?" cried Jack. "Do your best now!"
"Aye, aye, sir!" was the reply.
"Have you gasoline for a long run?" asked the lieutenant.
"Yes," Jack answered. "We filled the tanks at St. Kitts. But won't you come below, and we'll arrange for your comfort."
"And do let me make you a cup of tea!" begged Cora. "I know you
Englishmen are so fond of it—"
"Well, we get rather out of the habitat sea," was the reply, "but I should be glad of some—if it isn't too much trouble."