30/37 I remembered what your landlady told me when I was here afore, about this stateroom bein' vacated, and I come down to look at it. It suits me well enough; seems like a decent moorin's for an old salt water derelict like me; the price is reasonable, and I guess likely I'll take it. I _guess_ I will." "Why do you guess? I didn't know but after last night, after the scrape I got you into, you might feel--well, sort of as if you'd seen enough of me." The young man smiled bitterly. "It wasn't your fault," he said. |