It was partly through me that he got his berth here, though not much to thank me for, I am afraid.

Sixty pounds a year and his rations isn't much for a man who has been at Cambridge.

But even that he could not get in the navy when the slack time came last year.

He held no commission, like many other fine young fellows, but had entered as a first-class volunteer.
And so he had no rating when this vile peace was patched up--excuse me, my dear, what I meant to say was, when the blessings of tranquillity were restored.

And before that his father, my dear old friend, died very suddenly, as you have heard me say, without leaving more than would bury him.