He would scarcely have known it.

He went to the hotel where he had stayed before, and found a big, modern building in its place.

The clerk was inclined to be rather curt and perfunctory at first, but when he learned that the captain was not anxious concerning the price of accommodations, but merely wanted a "comf'table berth somewheres on the saloon deck," and appeared to have plenty of money, he grew polite.

Captain Cy was shown to his room, where he left his valise.

Then he went down to dinner.
After the meal was over, he seated himself in one of the big leather chairs in the hotel lobby, smoked and thought.