"Oh, yes—Inman line. We came in the BATAVIA—Cunard you know. What kind of a passage did you have?"
"Pretty fair."
"That was luck. We had it awful rough. Captain said he'd hardly seen it rougher. Where are you from?"
"New Jersey."
"So'm I. No—I didn't mean that; I'm from New England. New Bloomfield's my place. These your children?—belong to both of you?"
"Only to one of us; they are mine; my friend is not married."
"Single, I reckon? So'm I. Are you two ladies traveling alone?"
"No—my husband is with us."
"Our whole family's along. It's awful slow, going around alone—don't you think so?"
"I suppose it must be."