It was a wonderful thing, this message.

It cleared up one point on which he had been anxious and unsettled.

It was taken for granted at the Works, then, that he had come straight to Liverpool.

He walked up and down the deck on the side remote from the dock, driving this into his mind.
Everything was wonderfully simplified.

If only he could get across, once reach New York! Meanwhile, he looked at his watch again and discovered that it wanted but ten minutes to three.