Can't have happened that you boarded the wrong boat, eh ?" Mr.Grex was icily calm, but there was menace of the most dangerous sort in his look and manner.
"Nothing of that sort was possible," he declared, "as you are, without doubt, perfectly well aware.

It appears to me that this is a deliberate plot.

The yacht which I and my friends thought that we were boarding to-night was the _Christabel_, which my servant had instructions to hire from Schwann of Monaco.

I await some explanation from you, sir, as to your purpose in sending your pinnace to the landing-stage of the Villa Mimosa and deliberately misleading us as to our destination ?" "Well, I don't know that I've got much to say about that," Richard replied easily.
"You are offering us no explanation ?" Selingman demanded.
"None," Richard assented coolly.
Selingman suddenly struck the table with his clenched fist.
"You were not alone up in that gallery!" "Getting warm, aren't you ?" Richard murmured.
Selingman turned to Grex.
"This young man is Hunterleys' friend.

They've fixed this up between them.