Scaife said she must be a fast boat for her build, and that she was pretty heavily engined.
Her name was the ARIADNE, as I discovered from the cap of one of the men who was polishing brasswork.

I spoke to him, and got an answer in the soft dialect of Essex.

Another hand that came along passed me the time of day in an unmistakable English tongue.

Our boatman had an argument with one of them about the weather, and for a few minutes we lay on our oars close to the starboard bow.
Then the men suddenly disregarded us and bent their heads to their work as an officer came along the deck.

He was a pleasant, clean-looking young fellow, and he put a question to us about our fishing in very good English.