"And you all but broke my arm."

Breitmann chuckled. "You were making the same move. I was quicker,
that was all."

Another pause.

"The admiral has seen some odd corners. Think of seeing, at close
range, the Japanese-Chinese naval fight!"

"He tells a story well."

"And the daughter is a thoroughbred."

"Yes," non-committally.

"By the way, I'm going to the Pole in June or August."

"The Italian expedition?"

"Yes."

"That ought to make fine copy. You will not mind if I turn in? A bit
sleepy."

"Not at all. Shall we tell the admiral?"

"The first thing in the morning. Good night."