Beachcomber

I'm not a good beachcomber. I only pick up pieces of broken glass where others collect coins and things.

The society of beach-combers always repays the small pains you need be at to enjoy it. They are easy of approach and affable in conversation.

Now and again a wreck was to be seen, or a vessel left lonely and sad on a reef, her rigging dismantled and only waiting for beachcombers to come and break her up for the sake of her timber and old iron.