His head and legs have got into a state of firm confidence in one another, and all these declare--with the rest of the body performing as chorus gratis--that now they are come to a smaller affair, upon which they intend to enjoy themselves.

So that, while strenuous and quick of movement--whenever they could not help it--and sometimes even brisk of mind (if anybody strove to cheat them), these men generally made no griefs beyond what they were born to.
Zebedee Tugwell was now their chief, and well deserved to be so.

Every community of common-sense demands to have somebody over it, and nobody could have felt ashamed to be under Captain Tugwell.

He had built with his own hands, and bought--for no man's work is his own until he has paid for as well as made it--the biggest and smartest of all the fleet, that dandy-rigged smack, the Rosalie.

He was proud of her, as he well might be, and spent most of his time in thinking of her; but even she was scarcely up to the size of his ideas.