At once his eyes came back to Henshaw's face with the fierce question.

He was astonished to note kindliness in the answering gaze.
Old Henshaw said gently: "Tut, tut! You're a proper man, McTee, and a proper man has always the thought of some woman tucked away in his heart.

Look at me! For almost sixty years I've been the King of the South Seas!" At the thought of his glories his face altered, as soldiers change when they receive the order to charge.
"You're a rare man and a bold man, McTee, but you'll never be what White Henshaw has been--the Shark of the Sea! Ha! Yet think of it! Ten years ago, after all my harvesting of the sea, I had not a dollar to show for it! Why?
Because I was working for no woman.

But here I am sailing home from my last voyage--rich! And why?
Because for ten years I've been working for a woman.

For ourselves we make and we spend.