Mr.Rivers, this is m' wife, Kitty, and--lessee, miss, I don't rightly remember your name." "Bessemer!" exclaimed Condy and Blix in a breath.
"Oh!" exclaimed K.D.B., "you were in the restaurant the night that the Captain and I--I--that is--yes, I'm quite sure I've seen you before." She turned from one to the other, beginning to blush furiously.
"Yes, yes, in Luna's restaurant, wasn't it ?" said Condy desperately.
"It seems to me I do just barely remember." "And wasn't the Captain there ?" Blix ventured.
"I forgot my stick, I remember," continued Condy.

"I came back for it; and just as I was going out it seems to me I saw you two at a table near the door." He thought it best to allow their "matrimonial objects" to believe he had not seen them before.
"Yes, yes, we were there," answered K.D.B.tactfully.

"We dine there almost every Monday night." Blix guessed that K.D.B.would prefer to have the real facts of the situation ignored, and determined she should have the chance to change the conversation if she wished.
"What a delicious supper one has there!" she said.
"Can't say I like Mexican cooking myself," answered K.D.B., forgetting that they dined there every Monday night.

"Plain United States is good enough for me." Suddenly Captain Jack turned abruptly to Condy, exclaiming: "Oh, you was the chap that called the picture of that schooner a barkentine." "Yes; WASN'T that a barkentine ?" he answered innocently.
"Barkentine your EYE!" spluttered the Captain.

"Why, that was a schooner as plain as a pie plate." But ten minutes later the ordeal was over, and Blix and Condy, once more breathing easily, were on their walk again.