"What the...where the hell...how did I...." Catspaugh stammered. "Quickly" Leej ordered," he's coming around! Fetch a large brandy...and one for the Captain too!" He leaned over the Captain, holding the liquor to his somewhat blue lips."You had us worried, Old Cat." The Captain coughed on the fiery liquor, then lay back on his bunk."What's that?" Catspaugh pointed at the ornate and incongruous medallion that had fallen through Leej's shirt-front where a button was missing."That the gift of some admiring whore in Storyville?" Cat asked. Leej smiled."Thanks, Captain, I will have another cigar," and he cut the tip off one of the Captain's expensive panatellas."Actually, if you look closely, you will see that it is broken at the center. Before the war, my Father gave me and my brother each half of this bauble. He said that it had great value for all of my countrymen. He said that, should we encounter others who possessed a like medallion, we should wire him immediately for instruction. After Henry was killed, I had a jeweller make the two piece whole again."

Leej's story was interrupted at this point by the blustering entry of the soaking-wet actor, the mate, and a large red-haired virago. To his shock, the mate held an identical medallion on a chain that dangled from his hand.