’Butwhathasthistodowiththepicture？’
’WaitaminuteShehadbeenintheChinapassengertradeandherlowerdeckshadbunksfortwothousandpigtailsThosewerealltakendown，andshewasemptyuptohernose，andthelightscamethroughtheportholes——mostannoyinglightstoworkintillyougotusedtothemI
hadn’tanythingtodoforweeksTheship’schartswereinpiecesandourskipperdaren’trunsouthforfearofcatchingastormSohedidhisbesttoknockalltheSocietyIslandsoutofthewateronebyone，andI
wentintothelowerdeck，anddidmypictureontheportsideasfarforwardinherasIcouldgoTherewassomebrownpaintandsomegreenpaintthattheyusedfortheboats，andsomeblackpaintforironwork，andthatwasallIhad。’
’Thepassengersmusthavethoughtyoumad。’