“We don’t care if we never have any thing in the shape of wine or liquor,” the young lord agreed.
“What’s your name?” asked the Prince bluntly of the first speaker.
“This gentleman is Sir Philip Grayner,” said his lordship.
“And my friend is Lord Fillgrove,” added the baronet.
“Then you are dooks and lords,” continued Mr. Frisbone; but he seemed to be pleased at the idea of meeting them.
“My friend is a viscount,” replied Sir Philip.
“And mine is a baronet,” said Lord Fillgrove.
“All right!” exclaimed Mr. Frisbone, in his usual loud tone. “I am an American Prince myself.”
The Prince talked with Capt. O’Hara and with Capt. Fairfield about the matter; and it was agreed that the passengers would be a pleasant addition to the ship’s company. There were some spare state-rooms; for the space between decks, called the “second cabin,” had been fitted up for the crew, and it was a very light and airy place for them. They preferred it to the main cabin; and it was more conducive to good discipline to have the officers farther removed from the seamen.
Each of the passengers took his choice of the state-rooms not in use. The Prince introduced them to his wife and her sister under their full titles.