"Yes, we want a steward," Jack admitted. "There's just one drawback,
though, Kamanako. We can carry very few people aboard, so that everyone
who does ship with us has to count. In other words, our steward must
also cook the meals in the galley."
"I think that will be all right, honorable Captain," replied the
Japanese, thoughtfully. "How many have you on board?"
"Six," answered the young submarine commander.
Kamanako thoughtfully counted that number on his fingers.
"It is not too many," replied the Japanese. "What do you pay, honorable
Captain?"
"Forty dollars, and found."
"I will accept, honorable Captain."
"Are you sure that you can cook well enough for hungry sailors?"
"I am satisfied that I can cook for anyone, honorable Captain," rejoined
the little brown man, rather proudly.
"That sounds well enough," smiled Jack. "Have you had your breakfast,
Kamanako?"
"Oh, yes, honorable Captain."
"Then, if you'll wait for us, we'll take you aboard. We shall be going
in a half an hour, or sooner."
"Would it not be as well, honorable Captain, if I go out before you?"
asked Kamanako, respectfully.
"No," smiled, Benson. "Our first officer, Mr. Somers, does not take
kindly to strangers who are not introduced.
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