“And what’s that now, Mr. Duncan?”
“If it was one of my vessels, I’d see that the next vessel I built went to a skipper that ran a little more to seamanship and not quite so much to strategy.”
“That’s if she’s to go fishin’?” commented Wesley.
“Of course—if she’s to go fishing,” agreed Mr. Duncan.
“That’s me, too—a little plain, ordinary seamanship for me. But I’ll be goin’, I think. That oughter be a pretty good story to tell up the street—hah, what? And John Rose— I think I’ll have to write a letter to John Rose about it. Yes, I think that’s worth a little note to John—hah, what? Yes. But first I think I’ll tell ’em up the street, for cert’nly up to the rooms they’ll all admire to hear about Fred Glover and his strategy. Yes, sir, Fred and his strategy—ho, ho, ho, strategy!” and out the door and up the street went Wesley.