and go to sleep curled in the hollow of his arm. And how careful the Captain would be not to move! They understood each other very well, and the Captain used to say that he had never shipped with a better shipmate than his black cat. But to-day the Cat was in a bad humor, as he walked out from under the veranda.
"Well, well, there you are, hey?" said the Captain, and he opened the door and waited for the Cat to come in. But the Cat only looked at him. He was being provoking.
"Don't you want to come in?" asked the Captain.
The Cat still looked at him.
"All right," said the Captain, "if
