Ralph Stock, The Unknown Passenger (1925)
“ By nightfall the task was completed, the dinghy lay alongside ready to take its unknown passengers ashore, and Strode was sitting on the for'ard hatch-combing with a pipe in full blast, when voices came to him through the saloon skylight. They were a mere jumble of sound, but rose and fell as though in altercation before ceasing abruptly. A moment later the man's head and shoulders appeared above the sliding hatch aft, and his towering form, clearly silhouetted against the stars, stepped from the cockpit and approached along the deck. ”
