“Which way?”
“Oh, in museums and places.”
“What’s them?” asked Jude.
“Oh, places where they keep stuffed birds and animals.”
“Git a bit more to sta’board to trim the boat; sta’board I said, not port! And what in the nation do they want keeping them things for?”
“Jude,” said he lazily.
“What?”
“This is the jolliest time I ever spent. I’ve never felt free before till just now. I’d like to go sailing round and round the world in this little dinghy and forget civilization. That’s the place where they keep stuffed birds to look at, and stuffed animals in museums, and where the men and women are stuffed idiots. Do you remember the morning I came on board the Sarah first?”
“Them pajamas!”
“Yes, them pajamas. Only for them you wouldn’t have laughed at me, and if you hadn’t laughed at me I shouldn’t have come aboard, perhaps.”