Mr。Fentolinshookheroff。HelookedaroundforMeekins。
“Meekins，standbymychair，“heorderedsharply。“Turnround；I
wishtogototheHall。Drivethiswomanaway。“
Meekinscamehurryingup，butalmostatthesamemomenthalfadozenofthebrownjerseyedfishermendetachedthemselvesfromtheothers。
Theyformedalittlebodyguardaroundthebath-chair。