It pleased him to please with service.

And the foundation-stone of service, in his case, was obedience.

Yet it strained him sore for a time to refrain from snarl and snap when the legs of strange and presumptuous blacks passed near him along the _Ariel's_ white deck.
But there were times and times, as he was to learn, and the time came when Villa Kennan wanted a bath, a real bath in fresh, rain-descended, running water, and when Johnny, the black pilot from Tulagi, made a mistake.

The chart showed a mile of the Suli river where it emptied into the sea.

Why it showed only a mile was because no white man had ever explored it farther.