They left me, during this time, with a very nice man with a very large head of red hair and a very small shiny hat upon it, who had got a cross-barred shirt or waistcoat on, with 'Skylark' in capital letters across the chest.

I thought it was his name; and that as he lived on board ship and hadn't a street door to put his name on, he put it there instead; but when I called him Mr.
Skylark, he said it meant the vessel.
I observed all day that Mr.Murdstone was graver and steadier than the two gentlemen.

They were very gay and careless.

They joked freely with one another, but seldom with him.

It appeared to me that he was more clever and cold than they were, and that they regarded him with something of my own feeling.