Dr。Parker，verygravebutbusinesslike，reachedthedeckamongthefirst。
“Mr。Ellery，“heshouted，“whereareyou？“
Theminister’sheadandshouldersappearedattheforecastlecompanion。“HereIam，doctor，“hesaid。“Willyoucomedown？“
Thedoctormadenoanswerinwords，buthehurriedbrisklyacrossthedeck。Oneman，EbenezerCapen，anoldfishermanandex-whalerfromEastTrumet，startedtofollowhim，buthewastheonlyone。
Theotherswaited，withscaredfaces，bytherail。