59/62 Stop the car, Solomon, somewhere near the leave-boat; it won't do to drive right up to the hospital; we might be spotted." Peter leaned out of the window on his side. The lights on the quay glowed steadily across the dark water, and made golden flicking streaks upon it as the tide swelled slowly in. In the distance a great red eye flashed in and out solemnly, and on their side he could see the shaded lights of the hospital ship, getting ready for her night crossing. He judged it was time, and told the man to stop. "I believe you've bagged it, Captain Donovan. |