"We have," replied Tony, "very much so." Jimmy glanced round the cabin. "Well, where is she? What have you done with her?" Tony turned his seat in the direction of the Rev. Mr. Monk. "Get up, Molly," he said. "Get up and make the gentleman a nice curtsey." With her most bewitching smile, Molly rose to her feet, and picking up the skirts of her coat in either hand, sank gracefully towards the floor. For an instant, for just one poignant instant, Jimmy remained gazing at her in open-mouthed incredulity; and then with an apologetic rap on the door the seaman Jackson again presented himself on the threshold. "If you please, Sir Ant'ny--the Capt'n's compliments, and he'd be glad to see you and the other gentleman on the bridge." CHAPTER XX COUNTERPLOTTING It would have been difficult to find anything more restful looking than Braxa Harbour, as it lay flooded in the morning sunshine. Whatever bloodthirsty events might have taken place further inland, they had certainly failed to produce any visible effect upon this tranquil little fishing village. From the bridge of the _Betty_, which had come to anchor a couple of hundred yards off the end of the long stone jetty, there was nothing to be seen that in any way broke the agreeable atmosphere of peace and harmony. Except for a few old boats, the sandy beach was absolutely deserted, while the pink and white houses, that clambered up the hill at the back, seemed pleasantly asleep in the shadow of their surrounding trees. Round a low headland on the right, a small river meandered out into the bay, its tranquil current being plainly visible against the clear blue of the sea water. "I've seen livelier looking places," observed Captain Simmons critically, "but I can't say I ever saw a much more dangerous harbour for a big yacht, not if it should come on to blow from the sou'-west." Tony leaned meditatively over the rail and inspected the prospect. "I'm afraid we have arrived a little early," he said. "The Mayor and Corporation don't seem to be up yet." "Oh, there's never much of a rush here in the morning," remarked Jimmy, who was standing beside him. "I once saw a dog on the beach before breakfast, but I think he'd been out all night." He tossed the stump of his cigar over the side and watched it drop down into the water. "What do we do now?" he inquired. "Well, considering that we've come by invitation," answered Tony, "I should say the best thing was to sit tight and admire the view. Somebody will probably notice that we've arrived, sooner or later." With a sudden movement the Captain raised his glasses, and levelled them on the point away to the right where the river ran out into the bay. "Seems to me," he observed, "that somebody's noticed it already." He pointed to the headland, and as he did so both his companions suddenly caught sight of something low and black in the water that was moving slowly out of the mouth of the river.