I pulled out the slide to which the curtains were attached, in front of one of the berths.
"Nothing could be better than that," replied the gentleman, with enthusiasm. "We are better lodged than we were in that boarding-house. The only fear is that we are intruding."
"Not at all, sir. The gentleman that charters the yacht wished me to say to you that you are as welcome as you could be in your own house."
"I will soon pay my respects to him. I dare say he is the owner of this delightful little craft."
"No, sir; he only charters her."
"And who is the owner of her?"
"I am the owner, sir."
"Bless me! You are quite a young man to be the owner of such a fine little vessel," said the new passenger. "Will you favor me with your name?"
"Alexander Garningham," I replied, not supposing my name could be of any particular consequence to him.
"Garningham! I half suspected it!" ejaculated the gentleman. "I have a letter for you."