"Why, certainly," he replied; "think I'd scooted? What are you prowling about for?"
"Simple curiosity," I said. "Thanks, yes, I'll have a 'peg," I added, as he indicated refreshment by a nod in the direction of the cabin.
"A tidy berth this," I continued. "Suits you, anyway."
"Yes, not badly. What's your simple curiosity led you to? I can estimate the curiosity, but I don't see where the simplicity comes in."
"Really?" I asked, as I watched him mixing a soothing draught.
"No, really. What's your spot? What's your little game?"
"My game! I'm just sculling around—that's all."
"By accident. One of your freaks, o' course! Still acting on the Fêng Shui, I suppose?"
"Yes; but confirmed now—second."
"Ah! Going north yet?"