If you think my behaviour calls for comment, reflect, I beseech you, on the nature of a sailor's life.

A three-years' cruise in a cabin is pretty much equivalent to the same amount of time spent in a coffin, I can assure you; with the difference that you're hard at work thinking all the time like the--hum.' 'Ay, he thinks hard enough,' the squire struck in.
'Pardon me, sir; like the--hum--plumb-line on a leeshore, I meant to observe.

This is now the third--the fourth occasion on which I have practised the observance of paying my first visit to Riversley to know my fate, that I might not have it on my conscience that I had missed a day, a minute, as soon as I was a free man on English terra firma.

My brother Greg and I were brought up in close association with Riversley.
One of the Beauties of Riversley we lost! One was left, and we both tried our luck with her; honourably, in turn, each of us, nothing underhand; above-board, on the quarter-deck, before all the company.

I 'll say it of my brother, I can say it of myself.