But one thing he did know, and that was that if anybody could do the work it was Cummins, and to Cummins the decision should and must be left. "Send for Cummins, Helston; tell him what you have told me; give him twenty-four hours to arrange a course of action; don’t attempt to influence him in any way, and act upon his advice. On no account ask either Bannerman, who is a mere talker and a braggart, or Hunter, who is a magnificent, a splendid man, but a fool." Now, as has been said before, Captain Helston was jealous of his Commander. He would have been the first to resent the imputation; but there it was, call it what you may, the necessary sequence of a feeble will hardly yet conscious of its weakness in the presence of the strong and overmastering will of a junior officer. "You’re right, Fox, I know you’re right. I’ll send for him and see what he suggests." "That is not enough, Helston, you must decide to act upon his suggestions." And Dr. Fox argued with him for half an hour or more as they paced that deck. At last Helston agreed, and Cummins was sent for. He came shuffling aft, a queer, grotesque little figure in the darkness (no lights were burnt or shown at night-time), took a glowing cigar from his mouth, and saluted. Helston told him of the admiral’s letter. "That means all U.P. with us, unless we do the trick in a month; eh, sir?" he chuckled. "They are not any too liberal at home, are they?" "I have sent for you," continued Helston, and Dr. Fox noticed a constrained tone in his voice, "to ask you for your advice as to what is to be done." "Do you intend only to consider my suggestions, or do you intend to act upon them, sir?" replied Cummins, and Dr. Fox saw his figure stiffen to attention, could almost hear his jaws clench together, and saw his cigar go whizzing overboard and extinguish itself in the sea. "I—I—intend—to—to—follow them," said Helston nervously, "and I’ll give you twenty-four hours to formulate them." "I do not require twenty-four hours, sir. Two days I want to examine the coast-line of the island more thoroughly. If I obtain no accurate information as to the position of the guns and other defences they have, I want you to bombard the entrance on the third day, and at the end of the third day I will give you my further plans, which depend on the result of the information I can gain during that time; that is, sir, if you require them." "But what then?" asked Helston nervously. "I cannot say, sir. All depends on what we discover by the end of that time." "Very good, Cummins; you can make what dispositions you choose." "It all depends on the weather, sir, and I must have calm days—the first two calm days." "All right! Come down and look at that chart again." "Thank you, sir, and I’ll have another cigar as well." * * * * *