The wind from the northwest was light and the air balmy.

I overhauled my wardrobe, and bent on a white shirt against nearing some coasting-packet with genteel folk on board.

I also did some washing to get the salt out of my clothes.

After it all I was hungry, so I made a fire and very cautiously stewed a dish of pears and set them carefully aside till I had made a pot of delicious coffee, for both of which I could afford sugar and cream.

But the crowning dish of all was a fish-hash, and there was enough of it for two.