Now I never went to school, and I can't see that I'm much the worse for not 'aving been there.

Contrariwise--I've seen many a fine promising lad spoiled by too much schoolin'.

Be a man of the world, I say; that's the direction you want to sail in." "Did you really never go to school ?" asked Jeremy.
"Not I!" relied the sailor.

"Flung out at the age of six, I was, turned into a boat sailing to the West Indies and left to shift for myself--and 'ere I am to-day a Captain of as fine a craft as you're ever likely to see, with gold in 'er lockers and peacocks in the 'old--all in a manner of speaking, you know." Jeremy's eyes glittered; his face was flushed a brilliant red.

Hamlet had returned from his rabbit hunting and sat with his tongue out and a wild adventurous eye glittering up at his master from behind his hair, yet he was not noticed.
"You were very lucky," he said devoutly, then he went on hurriedly: "Would you mind--you see, Miss Jones may come at any moment--would you mind--" he choked.
"Would I mind what ?" asked the Captain.
"Would you mind telling me?
Are you tatooed on your body, snakes and ships and things, like a gardener once we had?
He had a sea-serpent all down his back.