Clementine.
[After a silence, staring.] All the same, I shall pray God tonight.
Cob.
That’s real good of you, Miss. But the Jacoba is out and the Mathilda is out and the Expectation is out. Why should you pray for one ship?
Clementine.
The Good Hope is rotten—so—so——[Stops anxiously.]
Cob.
[Drinking coffee.] Who said that?
Clementine.
That’s what——Why—that’s what——I thought——It just occurred to me.