There had been but little talk between them, and only of a desultory and impersonal character.

As the anchor chains rattled in the hawse-pipes, John said, "Well, that ends it." "What ends what ?" she asked.
"The voyage, and the holiday, and the episode, and lots of things," he replied.

"We have come to anchor." "Yes," she said, "the voyage is over, that is true; but, for my part, if the last six months can be called a holiday, its end is welcome, and I should think you might be glad that your holiday is over, too.

But I don't quite understand what you mean by 'the episode and lots of things.'" There was an undertone in her utterance which her companion did not quite comprehend, though it was obvious to him.
"The episode of--of--our friendship, if I may call it so," he replied.
"I call it so," she said decisively.

"You have certainly been a friend to _all_ of us.