Captain Trigger: "What's that?"

Mr. Mott: "I say, it isn't quite clear. We have only his word for
it. You see, he wasn't discovered until he accosted Mr. Shannon on
the bridge and asked--"

Captain Trigger: "On the bridge, Mr. Mott?"

Mr. Mott: "That is to say, sir, Mr. Shannon was on the bridge and
he was below on the promenade deck. He asked Mr. Shannon if he was
the Captain of the boat."

Captain Trigger: "He did, eh? Well?"

Mr, Mott: "He was informed that you were at breakfast, sir,--no
one suspecting him of being a stowaway, of course,--and then, it
appears, he started out to look for you. That's how he fell in with
the Chief Engineer. Mr. Gray informs me that he applied for work,
admitting that he was aboard without leave, or passage, or funds,
or anything else, it would seem. But, as for where he lay in hiding,
there hasn't been anything definite arrived at as yet, sir. He
seems to have been hiding in a rather wide-spread sort of way."

Mr. Percival, amiably: "Permit me to explain, Captain Trigger.
You see, I have been obliged to change staterooms three times.
Naturally, that might be expected to create some little confusion
in my mind. I began in the second cabin. Much to my surprise and
chagrin I found, too late, that the stateroom I had chosen,--at
random, I may say,--was merely in the state of being prepared for