"Myself, at your service, if I can do anything, Mr. Governor," the master answered politely.
"Tell me," said the Major, "would you like to earn ten louis?"
The sailor burst into a hearty laugh.
"You are joking with me, of course, Mr. Governor," he said.
"Not at all," the Major went on, "and the proof is, here they are," he added, as he drew from his pocket a handful of gold, which he carelessly tossed in his hand; "I am therefore awaiting your answer."
"Hang it, Mr. Governor, you are well aware that ten louis forms a very fine lump of money for a poor fellow like me; I am most willing to earn the canaries, what must I do for them?"
"Well, a very simple thing! take me to St. Honorat, where I feel inclined for a stroll."
"At this time of night?" the master remarked in surprise.
The Major bit his lips on perceiving that he had made a foolish remark.
"I am very fond of the picturesque, and wish to enjoy the effect of the convent ruins in the moonlight."