Heyst, right enough.
Put a book into his pocket, always very polite.

Been strolling on the wharf and reading.

'I remain in possession here,' he told Captain Davidson.

What I want to know is what he gets to eat there.

A piece of dried fish now and then--what?
That's coming down pretty low for a man who turned up his nose at my table d'hote!" He winked with immense malice.