I hold you responsible for the affair." "Look here my lad," said Captain Hardy, in patronizing tones, "I don't know how you got aboard my ship and I don't care.

I am willing to believe that it was not intentional on your part, but either the outcome of a drunken freak or else a means of escaping from some scrape you have got into ashore.

That being so, I shall take a merciful view of it, and if you behave yourself and make yourself useful you will not hear anything more of it.

He has something the look of a seafaring man, Mr.
Prowle.

See what you can make of him." "Come along with me, my lad," said the grinning Mr.Prowle, tapping him on the shoulder.
The captain turned with a snarl, and, clenching his huge, horny fist, let drive full in the other's face and knocked him off his feet.
"Take that man for'ard," cried Captain Hardy, sharply.