So I
sprang over the side, and offered the crew to treat all round if they
would tell me where I started from. But I suppose they had just been
piped to grog, for not a man stirred, except your friend yonder, and
he only kept on stirring."
"Are you going far?" I asked.
The cavalry officer looked a little disturbed. "I cannot precisely
tell," answered he, "in fact, I wish I could;" and he glanced round
nervously at the strange company.
"If you should come our way, Prue and I will be very glad to see you,"
said I, "and I can promise you a warm welcome from the children."
"Many thanks," said the officer,--and handed me his card, upon which I
read, _Le Baron Munchausen_.
"I beg your pardon," said a low voice at my side; and, turning, I saw
one of the most constant smokers--a very old man--"I beg your pardon,
but can you tell me where I came from?"
"I am sorry to say I cannot," answered I, as I surveyed a man with a
very bewildered and wrinkled face, who seemed to be intently looking
for something.
"Nor where I am going?"
I replied that it was equally impossible.
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