"Yes."

"Some of those bar girls are very pretty; rather dangerous, though, I
should think."

"They seemed to me to be very nice girls; you would be surprised if
you heard them talk. I assure you the one that sat next to me spoke
just like a lady. You know in these hard times people must do
something. Lots of ladies have to buckle to and work for their bread."

Frank lapsed into silence. Willy sat apparently watching the blue and
green spectacle of the sea. Frank knew that it interested him not the
least, and he wondered if his friend had heard what he had been
saying. Triss, seeing that smelling and fighting were equally vain
endeavours, had laid himself out in the sun, and he returned his
master's caresses by deep growls. One more menacing than the others
woke Willy from his meditation, and he said: "What's the time? It
ought to be getting on to lunch time."

"I daresay it is."

"Where shall we go? Do you know of a good place? What about that
restaurant opposite the pier?"

"Well," said Willy, with a short, abrupt laugh, "the fact is, I must
lunch at my office; but I shall be very glad if you will come."

"I didn't know you had an office--an office for what?"