"Don't you smoke, eh?" Michael asked him.
"No; that is a sailor's amusement."
"It is so, Major. But I suppose you drink?"
The Major held out a glass, which the sailor liberally filled.
"Here's your health, Major. If I expected to meet anyone, it wasn't you, I assure you."
"I thought so."
"Indeed I didn't."
"Well, to tell you the truth, I did not expect to meet you, either."
"I am aware of that. You have come from St. Honorat."
"Hang it all! You cannot be ignorant of that fact, since I find you here."