There had been trouble with Bishop from the moment of landing.

As Blood and Lord Julian had stepped ashore together, they had been met by a man who took no pains to dissemble his chagrin at the turn of events and his determination to change it.

He awaited them on the mole, supported by a group of officers.
"You are Lord Julian Wade, I understand," was his truculent greeting.
For Blood at the moment he had nothing beyond a malignant glance.
Lord Julian bowed.

"I take it I have the honour to address Colonel Bishop, Deputy-Governor of Jamaica." It was almost as if his lordship were giving the Colonel a lesson in deportment.

The Colonel accepted it, and belatedly bowed, removing his broad hat.