some pains to explain them.

"I can't see any fun in it," repeated his son. "Your behaviour seems to
me to have been deplorable."

"What?" shouted the captain, hardly able to believe his ears.

"Captain Nugent was your guest," pursued the other; "he got on your ship
by accident, and he should have been treated decently as a saloon
passenger."

"And been apologized to for coming on board, I suppose?" suggested the
captain.

"It wouldn't have been amiss," was the reply.

The captain leaned back in his chair and regarded him thoughtfully.
"I can't think what's the matter with you, Jem," he said.

"Ordinary decent ideas, that's all," said his son, scathingly.

"There's something more in it than that," said the other, positively.
"I don't like to see this love-your-enemy business with you, Jem; it
ain't natural to you. Has your health been all right while I've been
away?"

"Of course it has," said his son, curtly. "If you didn't want Captain
Nugent aboard with you why didn't you put him ashore? It wouldn't have
delayed you long. Think of the worry and anxiety you've caused poor Mrs.
Kingdom."