"And then," supplied Carroll, "you would chain them up for good by marrying them."
"I would like to try, but I'm no sure it would act in every case. I have come across some women as bad as the men; they would drive their husbands on."
She smiled in a half wistful manner.
"Maybe," she added, "it's as well to do something worth the remembering when ye are young. There's a long while to sit still in afterward."
Half in banter and half in earnest, they had given Evelyn a hint of the master passion of the true colonist, whose pride is in his burden. Afterward, Mrs. Nairn led the conversation until Carroll laid out in the saloon a somewhat elaborate lunch which he had brought from the hotel. Then the others went below, leaving Vane at the helm. When they came up again, Carroll looked at his comrade ruefully.
"I'm afraid Miss Chisholm's disappointed," he said.
"No," declared Evelyn; "that would be most ungrateful. I only expected a more characteristic example of sea cookery. After what Mr. Vane told us, a lunch like the one you provided, with glass and silver, struck me as rather an anachronism."
"It's better to be broken in to sea cookery gently," Vane interposed with some dryness.
Evelyn laughed.
"It's a poor compliment to take it for granted that we're afraid of a little hardship. Besides, I don't think you're right."