I was reclining in the shadow of the flag locker, in no mood for conversation, and he was unaware of my presence as he tramped nervously back and forth.

Suddenly he stopped, and reached over into the quarter-boat, and when he stood up again he had the Captain's pet cat in his hands.

Before I dreamed of such a thing he had hurled that helpless creature into the water astern." "Good God! an act of wanton cruelty." "The deliberate deed of a fiend; of one who seeks pleasure in suffering." "And the other incident?
Was that of the same nature ?" "It was not an incident, but a revelation.

The fellow is not only, beneath his pretense of gentleness, a fiend at heart, but he is also a consummate liar.

He led me to believe in London--indeed he told me so directly--that he was totally unacquainted with America.