"I say, Knockmyheadoff, is this the first-class cabin?" demanded Scott.
The man smiled sweetly, and shook his head.
"He don't speak English," said Lincoln, producing his ticket, and showing it to the steward.
The man glanced at it, bowed, smiled, and swung his hands about to indicate that it was all right.
"Do we belong in here, or not?" asked Scott.
"What's the matter?" said a short, stout man, entering the cabin at this moment.
"Do we belong here, sir?" added Lincoln, showing him the ticket.
"Yes, sir; this is the first-class cabin."
"Do you belong to the boat, sir?"
"I do. I am the captain."