“I beg your pardon?” the girl beside him murmured.
“They are my friends, Miss Frome. Come to meet me, I expect. The little man in gray with one arm is Captain Chunn.”
She was all excitement at once. “Then they must have received your message?”
“Probably.”
Jeff was the first man to meet Captain Chunn as he walked up the steps. The gray little man gave a whoop of joy.
“David!”
Their hands gripped.
Rawson fell on Farnum from behind and pounded him jubilantly. Instantly the editor was the center of a group of eager, urgent wellwishers.
Alice explained to Captain Barclay what it was all about and stood back smiling while questions and answers flew back and forth.
“What about our bill?” Jeff inquired as soon as the first hubbub had quieted.