And, by the time he halted there, the other had been upon the beach five minutes, and taken command of the fishing fleet.
"Starboard there! Brail up your gaff! Is that the way to take the ground?
Ease helm, Rosalie.

Smartly, smartly.

Have a care, you lubber there.

Fenders out! So, so.

Now stand by, all! There are two smart lads among you, and no more.