O announce their safe arrival at Bombay, undoubtedly." "Of course--I see it now," said Mrs Wright, with a deep sigh. "Of
course," echoed Rik. "Then there's some queer reference to a ship and a Fiery Queen, and a Stamps and a Shunks,
and a Gibson,
and a thief, and three bags, and
the port of London, which of course means London, and a public-house named, apparently, Torture--" "Tartar, I think, uncle," said Madge. "Well, Tartar if you like, it's much the same if you catch him. And it winds up with a girl--which is not surprisin'--who is
to be expectorated--" "Expected, surely," said Madge, with a rather hysterical laugh, for the conflicting feelings within her tended rather to tears. "So be it, Madge--expected, with an unreadable name beginning with an
L,--and that's all; and a pretty penny he
must have paid to send us such a lot o' rubbish." "It has brought the oil of gladness to our hearts, brother," said Mr Wright, "and is worth its cost. But, now, what do you intend to do?" "Do!" exclaimed Rik, wh o was never happier than when he could explode his feelings
in action. "I'll go this
moment to the port of London, find out the owners of the Fiery Queen, make particular inquiries about the Stampses, Shunkses, and Gibson