"Will you present my compliments to Mr. Somers, and say that I beg the favor of an interview with him?"
Again the sentinel glanced at Somers.
"With pleasure," replied the prize master, as politely as the request was made.
"Ah, Mr. Somers," said the traitor, as the new commander of the Ben Nevis stepped forward and showed himself to the prisoner, "I am happy to see you."
"Are you, indeed?" added Somers, rather amused at the smooth tones of the traitor.
"I am, I assure you. Might I beg the favor of a few moments' private conversation with you?"
"Certainly; have you any weapons about you?"
"None, whatever."
Somers directed the marine to seat himself at the farther end of the cabin.
"Thank you, Mr. Somers; you are as kind and generous as ever."