"We must go to Pillau, Mr. Kinnaird," laughed the pretty maiden. "We have been travelling with two of your officers for more than a week, and my interest in your ship is greater than ever. You are one of the lieutenants, if I remember rightly."
"I was third lieutenant at the time I met you, but I am not now," replied Lincoln.
"He is commodore of the squadron—the highest office," interposed Cumberland.
"What a great man you must be!" exclaimed Julia. "And you were captain when I saw you," she added to Cumberland.
"Yes; but I have fallen to the rank of first lieutenant."
"Not by any fault of his own, let me add," said Lincoln.
"Will you allow us to go on board of the ship if we go to Pillau?" asked the young lady.
"Certainly; but we sail for Danzig to-night," replied the commodore.
"We are going to Danzig to-morrow," suggested Mr. Kinnaird.
"Then we shall certainly see your ship. But I wonder where Mr. De Forrest and Mr. Beckwith are," added Julia.