The young man came in, lifting the cap from his head as he entered. He was a workman employed on the vessel. Then Brown attempted to appear unconcerned, but his face was disturbed and his voice shook.
"Why, you seem to be frightened," said the young man. "What at?"
"Did you meet nothing on the way?" asked Brown.
"Yes, a flock of sea-gulls wheeling out to sea."
"And nothing more—no red Injuns?"
"Red Indians! Indeed, I saw nothing worse than myself," was the cheerful reply.
"And did you pass close to the window?" asked the hired man.
"Yes, I passed the window."
"And did you twist one face into ten, and crown them all with eagles' quills?"
"No, not exactly that, but I did look in."