I daresay we shall see, enough of one another," said Van Diemen.

And almost before the creak of Tinman's heels was deadened on the road outside the shop, he put the funny question to Crickledon, "Do you box ?" "I make 'em," Crickledon replied.
"Because I should like to have a go in at something, my friend." Van Diemen stretched and yawned.
Crickledon recommended the taking of a walk.
"I think I will," said the other, and turned back abruptly.

"How long do you work in the day ?" "Generally, all the hours of light," Crickledon replied; "and always up to supper-time." "You're healthy and happy ?" "Nothing to complain of." "Good appetite ?" "Pretty regular." "You never take a holiday ?" "Except Sundays." "You'd like to be working then ?" "I won't say that." "But you're glad to be up Monday morning ?" "It feels cheerfuller in the shop." "And carpentering's your joy ?" "I think I may say so." Van Diemen slapped his thigh.

"There's life in Old England yet!" Crickledon eyed him as he walked away to the beach to look for his daughter, and conceived that there was a touch of the soldier in him..