He felt that his companion was watching him.
"It is something," he remarked, "to find charming young ladies in a strange place to dine with one." Selingman smiled broadly.
"If we travelled together often, my young friend," he said, "you would discover that I have friends everywhere.

If I have nothing else to do, I go out and make a friend.

Then, when I revisit that place, it loses its coldness.

There is some one there to welcome me, some one who is glad to see me again.

Look steadily in that direction, a few points to the left of the bows.