This was Wolff.
Shiner introduced him to the Captain, and then Wolff, followed by the luggage and the cases, disappeared below.
“He’s not a good sailor,” said Shiner, “but he’ll be all right after a day or two. Ah, here come the port authorities. I’ll have a talk with them. You are all right for starting, I suppose?”
“Yes,” said the Captain. “I’m ready to cast off when you are.”
“Right!” said Shiner.
He took the port officers down to the saloon, and when they came up again they were all smoking half-dollar perfectos and the traces of conviviality and good-fellowship were evident.
“They’ve been having drinks,” said Harman to himself. “Wouldn’t wonder if there was lush in those cases Wolff brought aboard. No tellin’.”