Ha! ha! pass the rum, brother, pass the rum." "Perhaps he will put it off and we may be back in time, after all," said the captain.

"Anyhow, here is a health to her, the love.

By the way, did some of you think to ask the password before we left this morning?
I forgot to do so, myself." "Yes," said a Bastard, "the old word, 'the Devil.'" "There is none better, comrades, none better," hiccoughed the leader.
Then for an hour or more their talk went on--partly about Juanna, partly about other things.

As they grew more drunk the conversation became more and more revolting, till Leonard could scarcely listen to it and lie still.

At length it died away, and one by one the men sank into a sound and sodden sleep.