Every one is quite well, said John Quincy. Not
Massachusetts, of course, butwell do our best to make you feel at home.
Atthe foot of still another flight, in a stuffy
passage on the third floor,he halted.
Just the blood of the roaming Winterslips in your
veins. The sensation he had first experienced inthe harbor returned to him. Evening,
sir, he said as he entered John Quincys room. Dans San Francisco house, he
explained, as he climbed in after JohnQuincy.
They didnt cling to the apron-strings
ofcivilization.
Upton stared at the distant shore line of Oahu. A
solitary light, like a star,gleamed in the distance.
Just the blood of the roaming Winterslips in your
veins.
Harrys gone to get me a drink,she panted. He blew a
ring of smoke toward the paneledceiling.
Along the deck camea little old lady, followed by a
Chinese woman servant.
Goodmen and true, moaning about the vanished days
and maybe landing in jobslike this one of mine. All wrong to come home so early, she
cried.
More than fifty years in the foreign field,
answered the old man.
His name being Winterslip, he had been invited to
sit at the captainstable.
He snapped on a light in the top of the
limousine,and took an envelope from his pocket. As a matter of fact, Im very proud
of mymeeting with Dan Winterslip, he went on. The church news is verycompetently
handled. The messageappeared to be rather hastily scrawled. Its had a history,
brief,but believe me, my boy, one crowded hour of glorious life. This is an alien
world youreentering now.