But, if you'll excuse familiarity on short acquaintance, those things you're cooking smell good to me." "Them's clam fritters, and, if YOU'LL excuse my sayin' so that shouldn't, they ARE good.

Set down and fill up." The visitor ate nine of the fritters, a slice of dried-apple pie, and drank two cups of coffee.

Seth, between intervals of frying and eating, watched him with tremendous curiosity and as much patience as he could muster.

When the pie was finished he asked the first of the questions with which he had been bursting all the forenoon.
"Tell me," he said, "how'd you come to fall overboard ?" "I'm not very certain just how it happened.

I remember leaning over the rail and watching the waves.