He seems to have gone about the seas prying into things considerably." Marlow smiled.
"I've seen her, at least once." "The finest sea-boat ever launched," declared Mr.Powell sturdily.
"Without exception." "She looked a stout, comfortable ship," assented Marlow.

"Uncommonly comfortable.

Not very fast tho'." "She was fast enough for any reasonable man--when I was in her," growled Mr.Powell with his back to us.
"Any ship is that--for a reasonable man," generalized Marlow in a conciliatory tone.

"A sailor isn't a globe-trotter." "No," muttered Mr.Powell.
"Time's nothing to him," advanced Marlow.
"I don't suppose it's much," said Mr.Powell.

"All the same a quick passage is a feather in a man's cap." "True.