"Hurrying back to the yard, sir?" asked Ewald.
"No," said Jack, quietly.
"That's queer. Them's our orders. We're going now, sir," replied Ewald.
"You and I appear to be the only two in Dunhaven who don't know what is up," observed Hal Hastings, dryly.
"I don't believe Ewald or Biffens know what is on hand," Jack answered.
"They've orders to report back in haste. That's all."
"Then hadn't we better hurry back to the yard, too?" inquired Hastings.
"No; we haven't any orders."
"But Mr. Farnum may be wondering where we are."
"Then the sailors can tell him; they know."
Jack dawdled over his supper.