The door of the carriage was shut by the admiral, who looked round, saying,—
"Jack—Jack Pringle, where are you, you dog?"
"Here am I," said Jack.
"Where have you been to?"
"Only been for pigtail," said Jack. "I forgot it, and couldn't set sail without it."
"You dog you; didn't I tell you to mind your bearings?"
"So I will," said Jack, "fore and aft—fore and aft, admiral."
"You had better," said the admiral, who, however, relaxed into a broad grin, which he concealed from Jack Pringle.
Jack mounted the coach-box, and away it went, just as it was getting dark. The old admiral had locked up all the rooms in the presence of Henry Bannerworth; and when the coach had gone out of sight, Mr. Chillingworth came back to the Hall, where he joined the admiral.
"Well," he said, "they are gone, Admiral Bell, and we are alone; we have a clear stage and no favour."