"Let me get in and you can tell me about the news as we row to the yacht," said Dick.
"All right, sir; no hurry, you're here early. It's Mr. Woodridge's yacht, ain't it?"
"Of course it is; you know the Sea-mew as well as I do."
"Nice gentleman, Mr. Woodridge," said Brack.
"If you don't let me get into the boat I'll take another," said Dick.
Brack grinned.
"You'll not be doin' that, I'm thinking, after all I've done for yer."
"What have you done?" asked Dick surprised.
Brack looked indignant.
"Yer don't recollect? Well I'm blessed! Fancy forgettin' things like that!"