Meantime, Mr.Stobell, opening his right eye slowly, winked with the left.
"You go on with them alterations," he repeated.
Captain Brisket started and reflected.

A nod from Mr.Tredgold and a significant gesture in the direction of the unconscious Mr.Chalk decided him.

"Very good, gentlemen," he said, cheerfully.

"I'm in your hands, and Peter Ducket'll do what I do.

It's settled he's coming, I suppose ?" Mr.Tredgold, after a long look at the anxious face of Mr.Duckett, said "Yes," and then at Captain Brisket's suggestion the party adjourned to the Jack Ashore, where in a little room upstairs, not much larger than the schooner's cabin, the preparations for the voyage were discussed in detail.
"And mind, Peter," said Captain Brisket to his friend, as the pair strolled along by the harbour after their principals had departed, "the less you say about this the better.