d to see you, Winter;
call at the office and look me up, some time or other."

"Certainly I will," and the two shook hands.

"Fancy that," said Hal, "he and I were at school together; we haven't
seen each other for ten years."

"He does not seem over fond of the nobility, with all his enterprise,"
said Reg, smiling.

"No," answered Hal. "He is a young Australian. His father is one of the
leading citizens, but when a man's on a paper he is not allowed to
express his own opinions."

"Then the papers toady to the nobility?"

"Not exactly. I consider the Australian Press is second to none in the
world, and both the papers these men represent would hold their own in
any country; but they must study public taste, like any other public
caterers, and they do so love a lord. See, they are both now engaged
with the bishop's son."

The Captain did not seem so cordial to them as they left the ship, and
he wore a disappointed look. As they said good-bye to all, and the tug
started for shore, a figure on deck waved his hat and called out to
them: "I found you out."

"Good-bye, you old idiot," shouted Hal, and an uproarious laugh greeted
the amiable Tickell.

"It's nearly time they had an outer harbour here," said Reg, as he tried
to dodge the spray flying over the side of the tug.

"Yes, you're right, but there seems to be too much jealousy amongst the
three ports. Glenelg think they ought to have it, and the Semaphore,
too, lays claim to it, and between the lot of them we have to land with
a wet skin."

"Now then, gentlemen, hold tight," shouted the tug-captain, as a wave
washed the small boat from stem to stern and drenched them to the skin.

After a tedious voyage they were landed at the pier, wet through and,
having made arrangements about their luggage, they stepped into the
train for Adelaide.

"Where shall we stay while in Adelaide, Hal?" asked Reg, when they were
fast approaching the pretty little city.

"The 'York' is the tip-top house, but I should prefer the 'United
Service.'"

"Good, the 'United Service' it shall be."

Half-an-hour later they stood at the door of the hotel, ready and fit
for work.

"Hal, are you ready to begin the search?" asked Reg.

"Right you are. We'll go to Reuter's first, and see if there is a
cable."

The office was in King William Street, close by and, on enquiry, a cable
was handed to Reg. It read:

"Morris, Adelaide. All well. Revenge. Whyte."

"Yes, Whyte, we'