The Right Honourable arose.
"Such a choice, Captain Heinrich, does not take long to make. We will go with you quietly if you allow me to get certain of my belongings from my room."
Heinrich bowed with dignity.
"Everything belonging to you, sir, and to these six gentlemen, is already on board the yacht."
"The deuce you say!" replied Wynn. "You are an admirable servant, Heinrich."
"Thank you, sir. I hope to prove so when my country is my master."
He marshalled them down to the beach, where three boats awaited them. It was arranged that the seven prisoners should go to the yacht on the first trip of the boats, with sufficient guard in each craft, whilst Heinrich and the remainder of his men were taken on the second journey. Wynn and his secretary. Burke, sat together in silence; then the younger man spoke.
"We'll make Stranleigh sweat for this, were he a thousand times an earl!"
"Alas!" cried Wynn, "that is the grinding part of it. We daren't open our mouths. Ridicule kills, in England as elsewhere. We dare not make ourselves the laughing-stock of the Empire."
