My friend can always be my friend.' 'Yes, while it's not too late,' said Beauchamp.
She observed a sudden stringing of his features.

He called to the chief boatman, made his command intelligible to that portly capitano, and went on to Roland, who was puffing his after-breakfast cigarette in conversation with the tolerant English lady.
'You condescend to notice us, Signor Beauchamp,' said Roland.

'The vessel is up to some manoeuvre ?' 'We have decided not to land,' replied Beauchamp.

'And Roland,' he checked the Frenchman's shout of laughter, 'I think of making for Trieste.

Let me speak to you, to both.