CHAPTER SIXThey steamed ahead slowly.
By the time they were nearing the Cyclades Islands the sun was sinking steadily into the dark blue sea.
The stars were beginning to come out overhead.
It was then that the Duke sent for Captain Holt.
He was a middle-aged man who had served him extremely well for the last five years and before that he had been in charge of a friend’s yacht.
When the Captain came into the Saloon where the Duke was sitting, he saluted him smartly and ventured,
“You wanted to see me, Your Grace.”
“Please sit down, Captain Holt. I have something important to talk to you about.”
The Captain obeyed him, looking rather surprised.
The Duke had been thinking over exactly what he would say and so he started by asking,
“Are all your crew English, Captain?”
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