Craig gave him his orders, which like those he had given to the Captain, were concise, clear and impossible to misunderstand.
Then, when the steward, who had been with him for some years on his other yachts, showed that he understood what was required, Craig moved back into the Saloon.
Exactly at the time expected, Baron Strogoloff was pushed aboard in his wheelchair to be welcomed by Craig’s secretary, Mr. Cavendish, at the top of the gangway and brought from there into the Saloon.
He was followed by two stalwart-looking Russians, hard-faced men, but dressed impeccably in yachting clothes in which they appeared somewhat out of place and ill at ease.
One glance at them before he greeted the Baron told Craig they were exactly what he had expected them to be, technicians who would take n
