He begged his pardon, as he entered, and said he hoped he should not disturb him.

"I'm afraid I left my things all over the place, when I got up this morning." The other entreated him not to mention it and went on taking from his hand-bag a variety of toilet appliances which the sight of made Burnamy vow to keep his own simple combs and brushes shut in his valise all the way over.

"You slept on board, then," he suggested, arresting himself with a pair of low shoes in his hand; he decided to put them in a certain pocket of his steamer bag.
"Oh, yes," Burnamy laughed, nervously: "I came near oversleeping, and getting off to sea without knowing it; and I rushed out to save myself, and so--" He began to gather up his belongings while he followed the movements of Mr.Triscoe with a wistful eye.

He would have liked to offer his lower berth to this senior of his, when he saw him arranging to take possession of the upper; but he did not quite know how to manage it.

He noticed that as the other moved about he limped slightly, unless it were rather a weary easing of his person from one limb to the other.