"Well, the big boat slowed up and waited. Our rowboat was soon alongside, and we were hauled up."
"So, Fairbanks brought you to Monterey and dropped you on that fishing smack. Brown, I'm glad you've met with an adventure at last. The fleet was off the harbor when you left, was it not? The entire seven ships, I mean."
"Cap', the seven ships were out there all right. But I don't consider that capsizin' my real adventure. No, sir!"
"You met another mishap?" turning his bridle-rein, and looking at the signal smoke. "I hope it terminated as well for you as the first. What was it?"
"Nary mishap. Last night I had an interview with the Admyral."
Farquharson's attention quickly turned back to Brown. "An interview with Fairbanks?"
"Yes. And I had another this afternoon, a bunch of officers bein' present. I consider these interviews worthy of the name of adventure."
"Man, man, what are you talking about?"
"About interviews and adventures, Cap'. You were askin' about 'em. Do you mind my telling you, friend Cap', that you seem sort o' forgetful and absent-mindedlike? Guess I'll be goin'." The American made a move to depart and held out his hand to Farquharson.
"No, no, Brown, don't go. I'll pull my wits together. I'm more than interested. Your interviews appeared so big to me that I couldn't just catch it at first. Now, please tell me all about it."