Only a short walk.

What can I do for you, sir ?" The Gloria was an even bigger hotel than the one where the captain had his "berth." An inquiry at the desk, of another important clerk, was answered with a brisk: "Mr.Everdean?
Yes, he rooms here.

Don't know whether he's in or not.
Evening, judge.

Nice Winter weather we're having." The judge, who was a ponderous person vaguely suggesting the great Heman, admitted that the weather was fine, patronizing it as he did so.
The clerk continued the conversation.

Captain Cy waited.