'Have you seen him?'
'Certainly I have, sir.'
'Go on,' exclaimed the captain, impatiently.
'I was on the fok'sle when he passed me. He walked slow. He looked at me as he passed, and his face was wet.'
'How could you tell that in this light?' said Mr. Owen.
'The moonshine rippled in it, sir.'
'Go on,' said the captain.
'He was going aft as though just come out of the head. I made a step or two and lost him.'
'Where did he disappear?' said the boatswain in a voice of awe.