"I'd hardly ha know'd him--toff'd out quite the officer, bits of epaulettes, waxed moustachers, pistol and all. I'd never ha beleft it! "'That Reube?' says he, at last, starin properly. "'That's me, sir,' says I. "His face cleared; and he shoved his pistol back. "'Excuse me, Reube,' says he. 'Every man that wears that uniform is unfriends with me, with one exception--and that's yourself,' and he took my hand. "'It's nice to look into a pair of eyes can look back at you,' he goes on, very quiet, pumping my hand. 'How are you, old mate?--We're quite strangers.' "'I'm tidy middlin, thank-you, sir,' says I: must keep on a-sirrin him somehow. 'How's things going with you?' "'Why,' says he, with that terrible great laugh of his, 'like God Almighty--slow but sure.' "'Nice crowd you've got together by all accounts, sir,' says I. "'All picked men,' says he, mighty grim. 'But drop your voice if you're going to talk about the darlings: I've a dozen of em in the goss handy by. There's not a man sails aboard the _Kite_ but swings in chains, if he's copp'd. Makes em wonderful nippy at a pinch,' says he, with that little smile o his. 'You wouldn't believe.' "' Yes,' I says. 'Reg'lar man o war style aboard the _Kite_, they do say. Trice em up, and flog em, if everything ain't just so.' "'That's so,' says he. 'Duchess could eat her dinner off my deck--has, too.' "'Only wonder is they stick it,' says I. "'Ah,' he says, 'they're my _men_, not my _mates_, see?--This ain't a free-tradin show. We ain't partners, I pay em.' "I looked him straight in the face. "'And who pays you, old pal?' says I--'if you'll excuse the question.' "'The Emperor,' says he, calm as you please. 'Nice feller, too.' "I stared a bit. "'Knaw him then?' says I. "'Supp'd with him night afore last,' says he, matter-of-fact like; and I knaw'd he warn't lying--'Me and the Emperor and another gentleman.' He began to laugh. 'Rare sport he was too, the gentleman! Hear him sauce the Emperor!' Then he takes a sweeping look through his glass. 'Ye see we've a little bit o business forrard, me and him and the Emperor.' "Well, sir, I was gettin my monkey up, as you may allow. Here'd I been tow-rowin up and down the high seas at tenpence a day these six years past, doin my little bit to spoil Boney's game; and here was this chap--dismissed with ignominy, mind!--toff'd out like a dandy Admiral, flashin his French rings and sham Emperors in my face. "Still I aren't no mug. So cardingly, "'What's it all about, Bert?' says I, confidential-like. "He didn't answer: kep on all the while a-squintin through the glass towards the Forest. "'You a blockade-man, [Footnote: The blockade-men were coast-guards.] Reube?' says he at last. "'No,' says I, 'I'm a liberty-man from the _Tremendous_.' "'Ah,' says he, queer and quiet. 'I'm glad to hear that, Reube. Mighty glad you're not a blockade-man.' "'Why for?' says I, innocent-like.