and that this ruin of a castle is a three-masted brig, you are a
fool! We are not going anywhere! We are standing securely at our
moorings, do you hear?"

He pushes the sleeping man cautiously.

"Get up, Noni. I feel lonesome. If we must drink, let's drink
together--I feel lonesome. Noni!"

Haggart awakens, stretches himself and says, without opening his eyes:

"Fire."

"Here it is."

"Something to drink."

"Here it is! A fine wind, Noni. I looked out of the window, and the
sea splashed into my eyes. It is high tide now and the water-dust flies
up to the tower. I feel lonesome, Noni. I want to speak to you. Don't
be angry!"

"It's cold."

"Soon the fire will burn better. I don't understand your actions.
Don't be angry, Noni, but I don't understand your actions! I am
afraid that you have lost your mind."

"Did you drink again?"