“I don’t know. I don’t understand it at all. We have been cheated out of the Rjukanfos, and brought to Christiania.”
“Well, what are you going to do about it?” inquired Stockwell.
“We can’t do anything about it. I suppose we shall be on board of the ship in an hour or two, telling the principal how hard we tried to be here before.”
“But I’m not going back to Christiania,” protested Clyde.
“I don’t see how you can help yourself. This boat don’t stop again till she arrives there.”
“I will not go to the ship again, at any rate,” added Clyde.
“Do as you like about that; it isn’t our business.”
Clyde was much disturbed by the situation. As he always regarded himself as the central figure of the group, he began to suspect that the apparent miscarriage of the plan was a trick to lure him back to the ship; but Sanford seemed to be honest, and to be entirely discomfited by the discovery. Burchmore and Churchill were highly elated at the success attending their scheme, which had, indeed, exceeded their expectations; but they were as much mystified by the disappearance of Ole as the victims of the trick. Being unable to speak the language, they could not inquire for the absentee; but they made a very diligent search for him. They were more successful than Sanford’s party had been, for, in going forward, they heard some high words in the quarters of the steamer’s crew, in the forecastle. Listening for a moment, they heard the voice of Ole, who appeared to have concealed himself in that part of the vessel, and was properly regarded as an intruder by the rightful occupants thereof.
“Come out here, Ole,” shouted Burchmore. “We want you.”
Ole turned from the Norwegian sailors, who were scolding at him for taking possession of their quarters, to his friends and allies.