I speak
not for myself alone, but for all the ship's company of the Travancore, now
gone to the bottom," replied Lord Tremlyn, again grasping the hand of the
commander.
In a short time the saved from the first cutter joined the others on the
promenade deck, and the Guardian-Mother proceeded on her course to Bombay.
"Were you the captain of the Travancore, sir?" asked the commander.
"I am only an amateur sailor," said his lordship; "but I was in command of
the unfortunate vessel, which was a steam-yacht of small dimensions, in the
service of the Indian government. Ah, Dr. Ferrolan," he continued as those
from the first cutter crossed the deck; and he grasped the hand of the
person addressed, "let us thank God first, and then the commander of this
ship, that we have been preserved,--all the ship's company, I am informed."
"I join you most heartily, my Lord," replied the doctor. "Captain----"
"Captain Ringgold," prompted Mr. Boulong, by whose boat he had been saved.
"Captain Ringgold, I am your debtor for life;" and he proceeded to express
his obligations more at length. "Permit me to present to you Lord Tremlyn,
a gentleman who came to India on semi-official business."
"I am happy to know you, Lord Tremlyn," replied the commander; but the
title did not appear to make a very profound impression upon him.
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