But she had drawn attention to the intruder, who was seen addressing one of the midshipmen.

He was a man in a long brown coat and loose white neckcloth, spectacles on nose, which he wore considerably below the bridge and peered over, as if their main use were to sight his eye; a beaver hat, with broadish brim, on his head.

A man of no station, it was evident to the ladies at once, and they would have taken no further notice of him had he not been seen stepping toward them in the rear of the young midshipman.
The latter came to Evan, and said: 'A fellow of the name of Goren wants you.

Says there's something the matter at home.' Evan advanced, and bowed stiffly.
Mr.Goren held out his hand.

'You don't remember me, young man?
I cut out your first suit for you when you were breeched, though! Yes-ah! Your poor father wouldn't put his hand to it.