Ritchie lowered his telescope and reported, "E wants to know, sir. What ship are you?'
Goss, bare-headed and black with filth from top to toe, was sipping tea at the rear of the bridge. He looked at Lindsay's tired face and winked.
Then he said to Ritchie, `Make to Canopus. This is H.M.S. Benbecula.' He turned away in case Lindsay should see his eyes. `The finest ship in the company.'
End