"Au revoir!" Percival went straight to Captain Trigger.
"See here, Captain," he said at once, "I'm up against it with Landover.
He refuses to take orders from me.

I don't want to do anything drastic without consulting you.

If you say I'm to let him off, that's the end of it so far as I'm concerned.

Of course, I can't answer for the rest of the crowd.

But if you say I am to go ahead along the line originally laid out, I'll do it." Captain Trigger's eyes, red from loss of sleep, pinched with anxiety, rested for a few seconds on the three boats coming across the basin.
Then he turned to the young man.
"Mr.Landover is one of the owners of this steamship line, Percival." "So I understand, sir." "He notified me this morning that he will see that I am dismissed from the service if I continue to support this silly, suicidal plan to build a camp on shore." "Yes, sir.