If Harry gets this situation, will not that unfortunate Jones, who for years has been waiting for it, always regard him as a robber ?' 'My maxim is this,' said Uncle Bat; 'if a youngster goes into any service, say the navy, and does his duty by his country like a man, why, he shouldn't be passed over.

Now look at me; I was on the books of the _Catamaran_, one of the old seventy-fours, in '96; I did my duty then and always; was never in the black book or laid up sick; was always rough and ready for any work that came to hand; and when I went into the _Mudlark_ as lieutenant in year '9, little Bobby Howard had just joined the old _Cat._ as a young middy.

And where am I now?
and where is Bobby Howard?
Why, d----e, I'm on the shelf, craving the ladies' pardon; and he's a Lord of the Admiralty, if you please, and a Member of Parliament.
Now I say Cuttwater's as good a name as Howard for going to sea with any day; and if there'd been a competitive examination for Admiralty Lords five years ago, Bobby Howard would never have been where he is now, and somebody else who knows more about his profession than all the Howards put together, might perhaps have been in his place.

And so, my lads, here's to you, and I hope the best man will win.' Whether Uncle Bat agreed with his niece or with his grandnieces was not very apparent from the line of his argument; but they all laughed at his eagerness, and nothing more was said that evening about the matter.
Alaric, Harry, and Charley, of course returned to town on the following day.

Breakfast on Monday morning at Surbiton Cottage was an early affair when the young men were there; so early, that Captain Cuttwater did not make his appearance.