"Somebody else will have to teach them," said Mr. Amos. "What an array of ships and sails of all sorts! This gives one an idea of the business of the place."
"Business, and growing business," said the captain. "Sydney is getting ahead as fast as it can."
"How sweet the air is!" said Eleanor.
"Ay!" said the captain. "Now you smell green things again. I'll wager you won't want to put to sea any more, after you once get a firm foot on land. Why this is the very place for you. Enough to do, and every luxury a man need want, at hand when your work is done."
"When is one's work done?" said Eleanor.
"I should say, when one has worked enough and got what one is after," said the captain. "That's my idea. I never was for working till I couldn't enjoy."
"What are we after? do you think—" said Eleanor looking round at him.
"What everybody else is!" the captain answered somewhat shortly.
"Luxury, namely?"
"Yes! it comes to that. Everybody is seeking happiness in his own way; and when he has got it, then it is luxury."