"Herbert Greyson! I've heard that name before; here it is again. Who is that Herbert Greyson?"
"He's second mate on the Susan, sir, that is expected in every day."
"Umph! umph! Take a glass of wine, Capitola."
"No, sir; I never touch a single drop."
"Why? Why? Good wine after dinner, my child, is a good thing, let me tell you."
"Ah, sir, my life has shown me too much misery that has come of drinking wine."
"Well, well, as you please. Why, where has the girl run off to!" exclaimed the old man, breaking off, and looking with amazement at Capitola, who had suddenly started up and rushed out of the room.
In an instant she rushed in again, exclaiming:
"Oh, he's come! he's come! I heard his voice!"
"Whose come, you madcap?" inquired the old man.