Mr.Bangs advanced to meet her.
"How d'ye do, Mrs.Beasley!" he said.

"Glad to see you all safe and sound." Mrs.Beasley shook his hand; hers were covered, as far as the knuckles, by black mitts.
"How d'ye do, Cap'n Whittaker ?" she said, in a shrill voice.

"You pretty smart ?" Bailey hastened to explain.
"I ain't Cap'n Whittaker," he roared.

"I'm Bailey Bangs, the one that wrote to you." "Hey ?" Mr.Lumley and Asaph chuckled.

Bailey colored and tried again.
"I ain't the cap'n," he whooped.