Benson looked at him quickly.
"But he wouldn't be wet, sir."
"Oh yes, he would, Benson. You could easily duck him over-board."
Benson stared very hard at the lieutenant.
"Of course. I could very easy duck him—and love to do it, too. And did the captain of the Harvester own to him, sir?"
Selwyn nodded.
"He would, Benson—I mean he did, of course."
"I suppose," asked Benson, with his eyes on the pavement, "that it had been arranged so?"
"In the dream, yes," said the lieutenant.
"Was it for to-morrow evening, sir?"