Bellair smiled at the facetiousness.
“The Jade,” he said gently.
“Just as far from here as she can get.”
“Round the world?”
“I doubt if she’ll come back.”
“You don’t see many of them any more——”
“No,” replied the other agreeably enough, “this old dame and two or three sisters are about all that call here. Hatmos & Co. get ’em all.”
“Will you have a little drink?” Bellair inquired. “That is, if you know a place around here. I’m from across.”
The other was not unwilling. They walked up the pier together. A place was found.
“Does the Jade belong to the Hatmos people?” Bellair asked.