"Man, don't look astonished.

You mightn't guess it, but I commanded a mail-steamer once and should like to hear myself called rightly again before I die." "I beg your pardon--Captain Robertson, but myself, I don't drink anything before sundown.

However, if you have something to eat---- ?" "Oh yes, Inez--she's my daughter--will find you a bite.

Those men of yours," and he also looked doubtfully at Umslopogaas and his savage company, "will want food as well.

I'll have a beast killed for them; they look as if they could eat it, horns and all.