"You haven't a grain of sentiment, confound you."
"They don't teach sentiment on the farm, and there's where I began this unappreciative existence of mine. But I am able to think a lot sometimes."
"That's about all a fellow has to do on a farm, isn't it?"
"That and die, I believe."
"And get married?"
"Naturally, in order to think more. A man has to think for two after he's married, you see."
"Quite sarcastic that. You don't think much of women, I fancy."
"Not in the plural."
Captain Shadburn was nearing them on the way from the chart-house, and the young men accosted him, Veath inquiring:
"Captain, who is the tall old gentleman you were talking to forward awhile ago?"