But he brings a good report of the _Good Fortune_.

She's off St Abb's Head, with something like fifteen whales to her share.' 'We shall see how much is true, when she comes in.' 'That'll be by the afternoon tide to-morrow.' 'That's my cousin's ship,' said Molly to Sylvia.

'He's specksioneer on board the _Good Fortune_.' An old man touched her as she spoke-- 'I humbly make my manners, missus, but I'm stone blind; my lad's aboard yon vessel outside t' bar; and my old woman is bed-fast.

Will she be long, think ye, in making t' harbour?
Because, if so be as she were, I'd just make my way back, and speak a word or two to my missus, who'll be boiling o'er into some mak o' mischief now she knows he's so near.

May I be so bold as to ax if t' Crooked Negro is covered yet ?' Molly stood on tip-toe to try and see the black stone thus named; but Sylvia, stooping and peeping through the glimpses afforded between the arms of the moving people, saw it first, and told the blind old man it was still above water.
'A watched pot,' said he, 'ne'er boils, I reckon.