"That's the plan, boy; that ought to do the trick!  But I've no vessel to spare you, so you'll have to take the felucca, and do the best you can with her.  Strictly speaking, you know, I ought to put you under arrest, and not employ you again until after you have been tried for the loss of the _Wasp_; but the circumstances are such that we cannot afford to waste time in mere formalities just now; and I will take the responsibility of sending you to sea again at once.  You will be a bit crowded aboard the little hooker, I'm afraid, but that can't be helped; and if all goes well it ought not to be for long.  Now, go and find Carline, talk over the matter with him, and then come up to the Pen to dinner to-night--seven o'clock, sharp--and report to me what you have arranged."