“Yes, he was my mate for a year.”
“Well,” said Dick, “any man that suited Henry for a year ought to suit me.”
“You 'll find him a good, reliable man,” responded Henry, in an undertone. “He has a surly temper, but he knows all about a schooner.”
“Well,—if he's anywhere around here now, we could fix it right up.”
Stenzenberger looked around. The woman had slipped out. “Madge,” he called; “Madge, my dear.”
She entered as quietly as before.
“Come in, my dear. You know Cap'n Smiley, don't you?”
No, she didn't.
“That's a fact. He's never seen in sample rooms. He sets up to be better than the rest of us; but I say, look out for him. And here's his cousin, another Cap'n Smiley, the handsomest man on the Lakes.” Dick blushed at this. “Sit down a minute with us.”
She shook her head, and waited for him to come to the point.