"Then you didn't go and drink with him?"
"Why no, of course not. I took him to his berth, and told him to stay there."
"Do you think he will?"
"Yes; until he sobers up."
"Well, I don't like drunken men."
"Neither do I."
"We're agreed on one thing then, aren't we?"
Chester laughed with her. Elder Malby was pacing the deck, awaiting the call for breakfast; but Chester did not join him.
"The man bothered me yesterday," she said, "and again last night. He wished to get acquainted, he claimed."
"You don't know him, then?"