“Describe her to me,” Gaunt cried quickly, and the captain obeyed.
“She’s mine. It’s evidently the Heron,” the millionaire cried and he looked at Drake, but neither of them spoke.
CHAPTER XLI
The Heron steamed at full speed from Southampton to Las Palmas, but she did not travel fast enough for Lady Mildred, who made Captain Samson’s life miserable by the way she worried him.
“Won’t she go any faster, captain?”
“No, my lady. She is doing over twenty-four knots,” he answered reproachfully.
As soon as they arrived at Las Palmas, Lord Lynton hastened ashore and it was not very long before he ascertained that a number of men had left the island to join a cruiser. He returned with this information and there could be no doubt that Gaunt had gone to the Congo.
Lady Mildred sent for the captain and announced their destination.
“It isn’t a fit place for your ladyship to visit. You will be sure to get fever,” he protested nervously.
“We start at once, captain. Mr. Gaunt is there, and it is important that we arrive at the earliest possible moment,” Lady Mildred answered, and then proceeded to tell the story of Gaunt’s expedition.