But only for a moment.
"I'm going to keep this bunk," said the captain, deliberately.
"No, you ain't, mate," said Bill, shaking his head, "don't you believe it.

You're nobody down here; not even a ordinary seaman.

I'm afraid you'll 'ave to clean a place for yourself on the carpet.

There's a nice corner over there." "When I get back," said the furious captain, "some of you will go to gaol for last night's work." "Don't be hard on us," said a mocking voice, "we did our best.

It ain't our fault that you look so ridikerlously young, that we took you for your own son." "And you was in that state that you couldn't contradict us," said another man.
"If it is your bunk," said the captain, sternly, "I suppose you have a right to it.