"Is Jack Redland going out with you?"
"Yes; I thought you knew."
"I was not in the office when he came with Marton. His father was a well known man in the city."
"Was he? Then the son does not take after him. He's a gentleman," said Job, who hated the city and the men in it.
Abe Sharp winced. He said sharply—
"I am busy now, Captain Seagrave; but I'll see about sending down to the ship."
"And when must we sail?"
"I'll have the papers ready for you to-morrow."
"Very well, I may not see you again. I always feel like that when I leave London in the 'Golden Land,'" said Job, with which parting shot he stalked out of the office.
He sent a telegram to Jack Redland to Brighton, and received a reply to the effect that he would be on board the next day.