The ship's foghorn sounded. The sound continued to echo sporadically from 
other ships in the area. Hackworth returned to his natural view of the deck 
just in time to see a blazing
figment rushing toward him: the Clown again, who apparently possessed the 
special power of moving through Hackworth's display like a phantasm. "Going to 
stay up here all night, guessing the distance to the other ships by timing the 
echoes? Or may I show you to your seat?"