Lancy listened to the story with amazement.
"Dexie, is this possible? or is the lieutenant only joking?"
"It has been no joke to me, Lancy; I can say that," was the reply in a quivering voice. "I was not off the vessel ten minutes, before we met the vessel's crew going towards her. I can't bear to think of it."
"But the revolver; surely that is an exaggeration!"
"It is here," and the lieutenant held it towards Lancy, who drew back with a shudder.
"Heavens! is it possible? I can hardly realize how Hugh was capable of such an act."
"You had better take this Mr. Gurney, and give it to the owner," said the lieutenant, still holding out the weapon.
"No!" said Dexie quickly, "he shall not have it back! If you will not keep it, Lieutenant Wilbur, I will throw it into the harbor the first chance I get!"
"I will keep it then, fair warbler," and he replaced it in his pocket.