"Clever?" I replied. "Yes, he's clever, though—"
I then saw that Arnold was smiling. I remembered seeing him smile when Gleazen and I were fencing on the green. I remembered his saying that he had not been laughing at me. And now he was smiling again!
I stammered with embarrassment and clumsily concluded, "But—but not so very—perhaps not very clever."
In the waist I heard Gleazen call in a low voice, "Masthead! You there, wake up!"
"Ay-ay, sir," came the man's reply.
"Not so loud," said Gleazen. "Have you seen no lights—no land?"
"No lights, sir, and no land but the coast yonder, which we've seen these two days."
I could just make out that Gleazen was leaning on the bulwark and staring into the northeast.
"Did you hear that?" Captain North asked in a whisper.
We both had heard it.