“I saw him. So did Peter Walsh. So did Joseph Antony Kinsella. You heard Peter Walsh talking about him this morning. I saw him yesterday. I was bathing at the time and he ran his boat on a rock off the point of Delginish. If it hadn’t been for me he’d have been there still, only drowned, of course, for his boat floated away from him. I wish now that I’d left him there, but, of course, I didn’t know at the time that he was a spy. That idea only came to me afterwards. I say, Cousin Frank, wouldn’t it be absolutely spiffing if it turned out that he really was?” It was impossible for any one to deny that such a thing would be spiffing in the very highest possible degree. “If he is,” said Priscilla, “and I don’t see any reason why he shouldn’t--anyhow it’s jolly good sport to pretend--and if he is, it’s our plain duty to hunt him down at any risk. Sylvia Courtney says that Wordsworth’s ‘Ode to Duty’ is quite the most thrillingly impressive poem in the whole ‘Golden Treasury’ so you won’t want to go back on it.” Frank’s prize had been won for Greek Iambics, not for English literature. He was not in a position to discuss the value of Wordsworth’s “Ode to Duty” as a guide to conduct in ordinary life. “My plan,” said Priscilla, “is to begin at the south of the bay and work across to the north, investigating every island until we light on the one where he is. That’s the reason I had to take the Tortoise. The Blue Wanderer wouldn’t have done it for us. She won’t go to windward. But the Tortoise is a racing boat. Father bought her cheap at Kingstown because she never won any races, which is the reason why he called her the Tortoise. But she can sail faster than Flanagan’s old boat, anyhow. And that’s the one which the spy has got.” Frank was not inclined to discuss the appropriateness of the Tortoise’s new name. He was just beginning to recover from the feeling of bewildered annoyance induced by the sudden introduction of Wordsworth’s poem into the conversation. “But what makes you say he’s a spy?” he said. “I know there are spies, and I saw about the capture of that one in Lough Swilly. But why should this man be one?”