He turned in a moment and went rapidly to the rail near the dock, leaving Mrs. Holbrook staring at him.
"Ain't he a long one, say," said young Richard, "an' them legs—Gee whizz!"
But at that instant the tall man sprang to the wharf and hurried off, hearing nothing, and Richard received a severe rebuke.
"My dear," said Mrs. Holbrook to her husband that evening, "I have taken the liberty of inviting a country clergyman to accompany us down the coast. He will be here this evening and I hope you will be civil to him."
"Huh," said Mr. Holbrook, and went on deck to smoke his cigar.
"Is he really comin' to go with us?" asked Richard.
"Yes, my dear, of course he is," answered his mother.
"But ain't he long, say?" and he bounded up the companionway to join his father.
Before eight bells that evening the tall Mr. Jones made his appearance and introduced himself to the Captain. As the latter had been instructed to entertain the new arrival to the extent of giving up his room, he received the tall man with scant ceremony.
"What's the matter wid payin' yer passage on a steamboat?" growled the mariner, as he jerked his belongings out of the berth.