“I have seen your ship.”
Haggart advances to her quickly and bends down. His face is terrible.
“It is not true. When?”
“Last evening.”
“It is not true! Which way was it going?”
“Toward the sun.”
“Last evening I was drunk and I slept. But this is not true. I have never seen it. You are testing me. Beware!”
“Shall I tell you if I see it again?”
“How can you tell me?”
“I shall come up your hill.”