I saw them rushing around making inquiries.

I don't know what they would have done to the girl, but they seemed quite ready to fall upon your Heyst, Davidson, and kill him on the quay." He had never, he said, seen anything so queer.

Those two investigators working feverishly to the same end were glaring at each other with surprising ferocity.

In hatred and mistrust they entered a steam-launch, and went flying from ship to ship all over the harbour, causing no end of sensation.

The captains of vessels, coming on shore later in the day, brought tales of a strange invasion, and wanted to know who were the two offensive lunatics in a steam-launch, apparently after a man and a girl, and telling a story of which one could make neither head nor tail.