When they reached the hurricane-deck they were in the middle of the stream. They did not join the senior Hayles at once; Ramsey met them and with her they stood on the skylight roof watching the shores to see when they should stop drifting and gain headway. Over on the "Algiers" side of the harbor lay the _Paragon_, repairing a smashing she had got at the wharf through the bad handling of another boat, else the Hayles would hardly have been going home on the _Enchantress_. The crew of the _Enchantress_ stood about her capstan and their chantey-man, ready to sing when the swivel should peal and her burgee run down; but the Gilmore group were too far aft to see them. The player's wife, speaking gravely with Ramsey in low tones, remarked with sudden gayety: "I see why we're here behind the bell. You're afraid they'll sing----" Ramsey made a pleading gesture. "Why, what can you expect," asked her friend; "not 'Bounding Billow'?" Ramsey, laughing, could only repeat the gesture. The swivel pealed, down sank the burgee, a wind began to ruffle their brows, and up rolled the song: "Come, smilin' 'Lindy Lowe, whah de sea ships come an' go, On de finess boat dat eveh float," etc. It was still coming up when a young man not of the Gilmore group surprised the actor a moment aside. "Mr. Gilmore, is that Commodore Hayle over there?... I thought it must be. I suppose he's going up home to settle his two sons' affairs. Mr. Gilmore, they wan't bad, they were only wild. Sad, their having to be buried in the city. But in this climate, you know--hmm!--yes." The song and his observations crossed back and forth. "Come, smilin' 'Lindy Lowe, you'd ought to come befo'"-- (Chorus.) "You don't remember me, Mr. Gilmore, but I was on the _Votaress_ with you and your lady and Madame Hayle and those twins and all. I married the young lady I was keeping company with then. There she is. Don't you re-collect my lending you my field-glass at the Devil's Elbow?" "Dear me! was that you at the devil's elbow! I--I hope I returned them." "Oh, you did! You remember the first clerk of the _Votaress_! He's her captain now. And Ned--you remember Ned, the pilot, don't you? Well, he's on her yet. I see you're lost in admiration of this most unusual sunset. We almost always have these unusual sunsets. This is a wonderful country." "Come, smilin' 'Lindy Lowe, whah de sweet cane honey flow'. (Chorus.) "Come, smilin' 'Lindy Lowe, love a-knockin' at de do'." (Chorus.)