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And then another sneer,
"Waste time enough over it too," followed perhaps by the bitter retort
from the other party "You seemed to like it well enough though, playing
the fool with that chit of a girl." Something of that sort. Don't you
see it--eh . . . "
Marlow looked at me with his dark penetrating glance. I was struck by
the absolute verisimilitude of this suggestion. But we were always
tilting at each other. I saw an opening and pushed my uncandid thrust.
"You have a ghastly imagination," I said with a cheerfully sceptical
smile.
"Well, and if I have," he returned unabashed. "But let me remind you
that this situation came to me unasked. I am like a puzzle-headed chief-
mate we had once in the dear old _Samarcand_ when I was a youngster. The
fellow went gravely about trying to "account to himself"--his favourite
expression--for a lot of things no one would care to bother one's head
about. He was an old idiot but he was also an accomplished practical
seaman. I was quite a boy and he impressed me. I must have caught the
disposition from him.


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