"Jean-Marie, go as quickly as you can and tell Yves that I am waiting
for him on shore, on the quay."
This was ten minutes later. It was clearly necessary that we should
meet--after having written one another thus--in order to make the
reconciliation complete.
When Yves arrived, his face had changed and he was smiling as I had not
seen him smile for many a long day. I took his hand, his poor topman's
hand, in mine; it was necessary to squeeze it very hard to make it feel
the pressure, for work had greatly hardened it.
"But why did you do that? It wasn't kind, you know."
And this was all he found to say to me by way of reproach.
The guard at night on the _Sèvre_ was not very strict.
"Look here, Yves, we are going to spend this first night of the New Year
on shore, in Brest, and you are going to have dinner with me, as my
guest. That is a thing we have never done and it will be fun. Quickly,
go and brush your clothes (for he had got very dirty in irons in the
hold), and let us go."
"Oh! but we must be quick, though. Let me rather brush myself when we
get on shore. The gun will sound directly, and we shall not have time to
get out."
We were in a remote part of the docks, very far from the gates, and we
started off at once almost running.
But, as luck would have it, when we were but half-way, the gun sounded
and we were too late.
There was nothing for it but to return to the _Sèvre_, where it was
cold and dark.
In the wardroom there was a pitiful lantern in a wire cage, which had
been lit by the fireman patrol, but no fire. And it was there we passed
the first night of the new year, dinnerless through our own fault, but
content nevertheless that we had found each other again and had made
friends.
Nevertheless something still worried Yves.
"I did not think of it before: but perhaps it would have been better if
you had left me in irons until the morning, on account of the others,
you know, who won't be able to make out what has happened. . . ."
But about his future conduct, he had no misgiving at all; to-night he
felt very sure of himself.
"In the first place," he said, "I have found a sure method; I will never
go ashore again except with you, and you will take me where you will. In
that way, you see. . . ."