Oh, the sun-warmed wind blowing in your face! Oh, this seeing the brave world, with a friend at your side!
“I don’t remember you at meals,” she said to him.
“I never was at meals.”
“Where did you eat?”
“Up in the captain’s room.”
“Well, you won’t any more, will you?”
“I don’t know.”
“You want us to eat apart!”
“I don’t ‘want.’ But I can’t turn anybody out of his seat, and they’re all taken.”
Well, if he were content with this arrangement it hardly behooved her to protest. “Come and be introduced to my Blumpitty. I can tell from the look on his face exactly what he’s talking about.”