"You ought to have the place of honor, Captain Littlepage," I said.
"You must have left the sea a good many years ago, then, Captain Littlepage?" I said.
Then I looked, and saw Captain Littlepage passing the nearest window; the next moment he tapped politely at the door.
A swallow flew into the schoolhouse at this moment as if a kingbird were after it, and beat itself against the walls for a minute, and escaped again to the open air; but Captain Littlepage took no notice whatever of the flurry.