"Mine cracious, dot's so!" laughed Carl Stummer. "Ton't you rememper how ve rolled und pitched around like ve vos rupper palls?" he added to Casey.
"Sure, an' I do that," responded the Irishman. "An' do yez remimber the hurricane, an' how it thundered an' lightninged?"
"Excuse me, put I ton't vont no sthorm," said Carl. "Dot vos enough to last a whole life und two veeks more, py chiminy!" And he shook his head gravely.
A moment later he saw Nuggy Polk pass, in company with Nickerson, and called Gilbert's attention to the pair.
"Dot man on der outside vos ask me apout you, lieutenant," he said. "He seemed to pe anxious to know you."
"Indeed?" said Gilbert. "What did he ask you?"
As well as he could, Stummer repeated the conversation he had had with Nuggy Polk. The reader can well imagine that the young lieutenant listened with interest.
"I am much obliged, Carl," he said at the conclu-
