CHAPTER XVI. THE GIRL WHO HAD NOT GROWN UP
News, as usual, Christian Young brought—news of the drinking at Guvutu, where the men boasted that they drank between drinks; news of the new rifles adrift on Ysabel, of the latest murders on Malaita, of Tom Butler’s sickness on Santa Ana; and last and most important, news that the Matambo had gone on a reef in the Shortlands and would be laid off one run for repairs.
“ That means five weeks more before you can sail for Sydney,” Sheldon said to Joan.
“ And that we are losing precious time,” she added ruefully.
“ If you want to go to Sydney, the Upolu sails from Tulagi to-morrow afternoon,” Young said.
“ But I thought she was running recruits for the Germans in Samoa,” she objected. “At any rate, I could catch her
