And a man must be thoroughly acquainted with the coast, as well as the moon and the weather, to foretell how the water will rise and fall there.

For the present, however, there was no such puzzle.

The last lift of the quiet tide shone along the beach in three straight waves, shallow steps that arose inshore, and spent themselves without breaking.
"Toorn o' the tide!" the Captain shouted; "all aboord, aboord, my lads! The more 'ee bide ashore, the wuss 'ee be.

See to Master Cheeseman's craft! Got a good hour afront of us.

Dannel, what be mooning at?
Fetch 'un a clout on his head, Harry Shanks; or Tim, you run up and do it.
Doubt the young hosebird were struck last moon, and his brains put to salt in a herring-tub.