His purpose of rising appeared to be to light his cigar; but he said:
“I want to shake that crowd. They drink too fast for me, and I don’t like the gang.”
The man who was in relations to Masson called out:
“Are you going, Jensen? Well, don’t forget to send me a handy boy for the cabin, as you promised.”
“Who is that?” asked Patsy.
“His name is Moore. He is a sort of a hanger-on of Masson, the broker. Don’t know what, exactly. But does things for him.”
“What does he want of a handy boy?”
“Some one to go as a steward on Masson’s yacht.”
“I wish you would get me the job.”
“You?”