to me.

I turn and recognize him.

He is the Count d'Artigas, with a frown on his face and an imperious
manner, just as I had seen him at Healthful House.

I at once advance toward him. I want an explanation and mean to have
it.

"By what right, sir?"--I begin.

"By the right of might," replies the Count.

Then he turns on his heel, and Thomas Roch is carried below.




CHAPTER VII.

TWO DAYS AT SEA.


Perhaps--should circumstances render it necessary--I may be induced to
tell the Count d'Artigas that I am Simon Hart, the engineer. Who knows
but what I may receive more consideration than if I remain Warder
Gaydon? This measure, however, demands reflection. I have always been
dominated by the thought that if the owner of the _Ebba_ kidnapped the
French inventor, it was in the hope of getting possession of Roch's