WE must now return to Nella Racksole and Prince Aribert of Posen on board the yacht without a name.

The Prince's first business was to make Jules, otherwise Mr Tom Jackson, perfectly secure by means of several pieces of rope.

Although Mr Jackson had been stunned into a complete unconsciousness, and there was a contused wound under his ear, no one could say how soon he might not come to himself and get very violent.

So the Prince, having tied his arms and legs, made him fast to a stanchion.
'I hope he won't die,' said Nella.

'He looks very white.' 'The Mr Jacksons of this world,' said Prince Aribert sententiously, 'never die till they are hung.