“True—I didn’t think of that! Surely it would do you no good to leave all the fresh food here to go to loss after you are gone.”
“Certainly not. Therefore, captain, if you can spare any of your hands from duty on the ship, perhaps you had better send them on shore to employ the days while you remain here in taking the provisions on board.”
“Certainly. That is good advice,” said the captain, smacking his lips.
“And—I shall hope to see you and as many of your officers as you please to bring, to dine with us to-morrow at four.”
“Yes—thank you. We’ll come.”
“Then I will bid you good-afternoon, captain.”
“Ahem! I beg your pardon! Stop!”
Justin stopped.
“Mr. Ethel!”
The young lieutenant answered the call.