I heard nothing more in words, but I saw him turn to her somewhat sharply, and I caught the deep notes of his voice as he answered her.
When, a moment after, I looked back, she had gone below.
Galt Roscoe had a seat at Captain Ascott's table, and I did not see anything of him at meal-times, but elsewhere I soon saw him a great deal.

He appeared to seek my company.

I was glad of this, for I found that he was an agreeable man, and had distinct originality of ideas, besides being possessed of very considerable culture.

He also had that social aplomb so much a characteristic of the naval officer.

Yet, man of the world as he was, he had a strain of asceticism which puzzled me.