"Spying, eh?"
"Not at all," corrected Alec. "He thought your vessel might have been driven ashore in the hurricane last night, and was rather anxious concerning your safety."
"He'll have quite enough to do to think about his own safety before I've done with him," rejoined von Giespert insolently. "Meanwhile, you'll consider yourself a prisoner, Mr. Whatever your name is. If you give trouble, then we'll pitch you to the sharks."
"Right-o," replied Alec. "You might do me one favour, though."
"What's that?" inquired von Giespert.
"Let Harborough know I'm safe."
The Hun laughed boisterously. He felt that as far as his prisoner was concerned he could afford to ride the high horse.
"If Harborough is anxious, he can come here for you," he replied. "I'll be more than ready for him."
