much absorbed and with such a nice, brown profile against the white curtain. It was indeed exciting, going aboard a real schooner. It was almost too much for him; he was really trembling with the wonder of it when he came back, and he didn't go to sleep for ages. I think it is a little bit pathetic about the "astralien craul." Oh, you must come, Brob, if only to see him just the way he is now, before he changes at all.
With much love, hopefully,
The sight of Jim in "shore clothes" was so amazing and unwonted that it called forth much comment during half of breakfast time. A stiff, white collar, making his face look browner than ever, and a gray, pencil-striped suit were things so different from his usual attire as to make him seem quite another person.
"And such shiny shoes!" said Garth. "My town shoes aren't as shiny as that! And such a beautiful speckledy necktie!"
"I don't like to look at him," said Elspeth; "he's much nicer the other way. Why, even his hair is subdued by civilization. See how horrid and flat it is!"
"Wait until I come home this evening in an Admiral's uniform," said Jim; "then you'll be sorry."
"Will you really be an Admiral, Fogger?"
