Before he could speak the cough ceased and a thin voice broke carelessly into song.
"WHAT!" roared the captain, in well-feigned astonishment.

"Do you mean to tell me you've got somebody in my pantry?
Go and get me those rules and regulations." Mr.Tasker backed out, and the captain smiled again as he heard a whispered discussion.

Then a voice clear and distinct took command.
"I'll take'em in myself, I tell you," it said.

"I'll rules and regulations him." The smile faded from the captain's face, and he gazed in perplexity at the door as a strange young woman bounced into the room.
"Here's your rules and regulations," said the intruder, in a somewhat shrewish voice.

"You'd better light the lamp if you want to see'em; though the spelling ain't so noticeable in the dark." The impressiveness of the captain's gaze was wasted in the darkness.