Next evening Smith found occasion to run across a couple of the _Triumphant's_ crew, and he got them to come into his house for a drink. "Are these galoots to be dosed and put away?" asked the bar-tender. "Certainly not," said Smith. "Fill 'em up with good honest liquor at my expense." The bar-tender hardly knew where good honest liquor was to be found in that house, but he gave the two men-o'-war's men the slowest poison he had, and they were soon merry. "Is the admiral as dead keen on fightin' with his fists as he was?" asked Smith. "Rather," said the first man. "Oh no, he's tired," said the second. "'E allows 'e can't find no one to lick 'im. 'E never could." "Oh, that's his complaint, is it?" said Smith. "And is he as good as he was?" "I heerd him tell the first luff on'y the other day as 'e reckoned to be a better man now than he was twenty years ago. And I believes 'im. 'Ard? Oh my! I do believe if 'e ran agin a lamp-post he'd fight through it." It was enough for Smith to know that the admiral was still keen on fighting. To draw a man like that would not be so difficult. When he had turned the two naval seamen into the street, he called for the runner. "Have you found out what I told you?" "Yes," replied Bill. "He mostly comes down and goes off at eleven." "Is he alone?" "Mostly he has a young chap with him. I reckon they calls him the flag-lieutenant: a kind of young partner he seems to be. But that's the only one so far. And the _California_ sails day after ter-morrer, bright and early." "Couldn't be better," said Smith. "After waitin' all these years I can't afford to lose no time. Thishyer racket comes off to-night. Look out, Mr. Bully Admiral! I'm on your track." And the trouble did begin that night. Mr. 'Say-it-and-mean-it' Smith laid for Admiral Sir Richard Dunn, K.C.B., etc., etc., from ten o'clock till half-past eleven, and he was the only man in the crowd that did not hope the victim would come down with too many friends to be tackled. "It's a penitentiary job, so it is," said Bill. And yet when the time arrived his natural instincts got the better of him. The admiral came at last: it was about a quarter to twelve, and the whole water-front was remarkably quiet. The two policemen at the entrance to the Ferries had by some good luck, or better management, found it advisable to take a drink at Johnson's, just opposite. And the admiral was only accompanied by his flag-lieutenant. "That's him," said Smith. "I'd know the beggar anywhere. Now keep together and sing!"