Storri was armed with the written order of Croesus Jr., and the shipyard people offered no demur; since they charged all bills in true maritime fashion to the _Zulu Queen_, and neither to Storri nor yet Croesus Jr., the latter provident young person must finally face the expense--a financial disaster which Croesus Jr.

never foresaw, albeit Storri was not so blind.

As London Bill plies darksome spade and pick and pinch-bar, the Harlem shipmen are furnishing and coaling and storing the _Zulu Queen_.
Storri said nothing of London Bill and the _Zulu Queen_ to the San Reve.
He had well-nigh given up the club, being willing to postpone all chance of meeting either Mr.Harley or Richard, and was, therefore, a more frequent visitor to Grant Place--a social situation that pleased the San Reve vastly.
The San Reve used to dog Storri when he left her; and, inasmuch as she never once traced him to the Harley house or its vicinity, her jealousy began to sleep.

But the San Reve, while she haunted the steps of Storri, could not always follow his thoughts, and they went often to the Harleys.

Storri had the Harleys ever on his mind; each day served to intensify his hatred for Mr.Harley, and to render more sultry that passion for Dorothy which was both love and hate.