“Fond of you?” I said; “of course.”
“Well,” he said, “here we are, passages paid, and all that money in our pockets, and nothing to do for two days. What shall us do—go and have a bit of fun, or get on board at the docks?”
“Get on board the Albatross,” I said. “There don’t seem to me as if there is any more fun in the world.”
“Well now, that is a strange thing,” said Esau; “that’s just how I feel. Look here.”
“What at?”
“I feel just in the humour for it—as cross and nasty as can be. Let’s go and say good-bye to old Demp.”
But we did not; we went sadly to the docks, where our boxes already were, and that night took possession of our berths.