We resolved therefore to say nothing about the matter. The next day, while it was my watch on deck, we were ordered to send a boat to bring off a party of ladies from the shore. Dicky, who belonged to the boat, went in her. As they reached the ship, and the sides were manned to receive them, I saw that Mr Vernon was in the boat, accompanied by Major and Miss Norman, and several other ladies and gentlemen. The care with which he handed her up the side, and the attention he paid her, as he showed the party round the decks, convinced me still further that what I had heard last night was the truth. Adam Stallman accompanied them; he was grave, but kind and courteous as usual, and seemed to take great pains to answer all the questions, some of them not a little ridiculous, which were put to him. Mr Vernon invited him to join the luncheon-party in the ward-room, so I did not see what followed. As soon as the boat was hoisted in, Dicky came up to me. "I say, D'Arcy," said he, "it's all blown, and we are in for it, I guess." "What's blown?" I asked. "Why, the coach affair, of course," he replied. "As we were coming off they were all talking of it, and Mr Vernon said he was very sure I was one of the chickens, so there was no use denying it. If it gets to the captain's ears we shall have our leave stopped, and I shan't have a chance of seeing little Miss Smaitch again." We consulted long what was to be done, but could come to no decision on the subject. After the guests were gone, Adam Stallman came down into the berth. "Youngsters," said he, "I suspect both of you were engaged in the destruction of the coach last night. Is it not so?" We confessed the truth, and told him exactly how it happened. "Did you endeavour to find out the owners, and to make them all the amends in your power for the mischief you had committed?" We owned that we had not. "You neglected your bounden duty, then," he observed. "You should recollect that every act of meanness committed by a British officer brings discredit on the cloth. When a man is guilty of a fault, he but increases it if he neglects to make reparation for it. Now, if I get leave for you to accompany me on shore, will you follow my directions?" We promised we would. "Well then, we will find out the owners of the coach, and you must go and tell them that you are very sorry for the mischief you committed, explain how it happened, and beg their pardon. I do not think you can exactly offer to give them a new coach; nor would they expect it, probably." At this Dicky looked very blue; but he could not escape from his promise, and he soon mustered a sufficiency of moral courage to carry him through the work. I was, I own, very glad in being thus supported in doing what I felt was right.