Southampton docks in the spring of 1912. It's hard for a compulsive fantasist to be explicit in his speech, even if he knows what he wants. 'Hope, then wait and see, ' has been Reg's mode of thinking for most of his life, and though it has led him into a smattering of encounters with deckhands, stokers and their ilk, Reg's hull is yet to be breached.Now, though, Reg has heard of a new signal being used among that sort of men: to sit with a glass of...