Then he sprang toward him with a joyful cry of recognition.
"My God, Sherly--Sherly--" He stood with his arms stretched out, his naked chest heaving.
"Sherly--Lieutenant Sherly--don't you know me ?" The lieutenant had dropped the point of his saber.

He advanced a step, his face filled with astonishment.
"Plum!" he cried incredulously.

"Is it you ?" For the moment Nathaniel could only wring the other's hand.

He tried to speak but his breath choked him.
"I told you in Chicago that I was going to blow up this damned island--if you wouldn't do it for me--", he gasped at last.

"I've had--a hell of a time--" "You look it!" laughed the lieutenant.