"That shows ye how much _I_ care! Oho!" Suddenly he turned from this destruction, and facing Heywood, began mysteriously to exult over him.

"Old fool and his earnings, eh?
Fixed ideas, eh?
'No good,' says you.

'That cock won't fight,' says you.
'Let it alone.'-- Ho-ho! What price fixed ideas now ?" The eyes of his young friend widened in unbelief.
"No," he cried, with a start: "you haven't ?" The captain seized both hands again, and took on--for his height--a Roman stateliness.
"I have." He nodded solemnly.

"Bar sells, I have.

No more, now.
We'll--be-George, we'll announce it, at the banquet! Announce, that's the word.