Here was no blue-jacketed, weather-beaten son of the sea, but a soft-spoken gentleman, for all the world the type of successful business man one meets in all the clubs.

He introduced himself immediately, and I invited him to share my freezing cab with Possum and the baggage.

That some change had been made in the arrangements by Captain West was all he knew, though he fancied the tug would come along any time.
And it did, at one in the afternoon, after I had been compelled to wait and freeze for four mortal hours.

During this time I fully made up my mind that I was not going to like this Captain West.

Although I had never met him, his treatment of me from the outset had been, to say the least, cavalier.