"It's just awfu' to think on." "But, see, my friend," persisted Duprez, "you would not be permitted to follow your own funeral, not possible,--_voila_! You _are_ permitted to kiss the pretty one in the winding-sheet.

It _is_ possible.

Behold the difference!" "Never mind the Taverne de l'Enfer just now," said Errington, who had finished his breakfast hurriedly.

"It's time for you fellows to get your fishing toggery on.

I'm off to speak to the pilot." And away he went, followed more slowly by Lorimer, who, though he pretended indifference, was rather curious to know more, if possible, concerning his friend's adventure of the morning.