"First--Miss Greyle, I have sent a message to your mother that you are quite safe and will join her in due course.

Second--this is merely a temporary detention--you shall all be landed--all in good time." Vickers as a legal man, assumed his most professional air.
"Do you know what you are rendering yourself liable to, sir, by detaining us at all ?" he demanded.

"An action--" Captain Andrius bowed again; again assumed his deprecating smile.

He waved the two men to seats and himself took a chair with his back to the door by which he entered.
"My dear sir!" he said courteously.

"You forget that I am but a servant.
I am under orders.