A drumstick for your praise of peace!" Admiral Darling, a tall, stout man in the sixty-fifth year of his age, looked down at his welcome and famous guest as if he knew a great deal more of his nature than the owner did.

And this made that owner, who thought very highly of his own perception, look up and laugh.
"Here comes the fish!" he cried.

"Come along, Darling.

Never lose a moment--that's my rule.

You can't get along as fast as I can.