Come down into the cabin with me." "Why, sir, we couldn't make so hold.

His lordship--" "Oh, his lordship's on shore, and I am skipper for the time; and if not, he'd be delighted to see two good seamen here.

So come along." And down they went.
"Bowie, bring these gentlemen some sherry!" cried Claude, turning over his portfolio.

"Now then, my worthy friends, is that the sort of thing you want ?" And he spread on the table a water-colour sketch of Grace.
The two worthies gazed in silent delight, and then looked at each other, and then at Claude, and then at the picture.
"Why, sir," said Willis; "I couldn't have believed it! You've got the very smile of her, and the sadness of her too, as if you'd known her a hundred year!" "'Tis beautiful!" sighed Jan, half to himself.

Poor fellow, he had cherished, perhaps, hopes of winning Grace after all.
"Well, will that suit you ?" "Why, sir, make so bold:--but what we thought on was to have her drawn from head to foot, and a child standing by her like, holding to her hand, for a token as she was schoolmistress; and the pier behind, maybe, to signify as she was our maid, and belonged to Aberalva." "A capital thought! Upon my word, you're men of taste here in the West; but what do you think I should charge for such a picture as that ?" "Name your price, sir," said Jan, who was in high good humour at Claude's approbation.
"Two hundred guineas ?" Jan gave a long whistle.
"I told you so, Captain Beer," said Willis, "or ever we got into the boat." "Now," said Claude, laughing, "I've two prices, ore's two hundred, and the other is just nothing; and if you won't agree to the one, you must take the other." "But we wants to pay, we'd take it an honour to pay, if we could afford it." "Then wait till next Christmas." "Christmas ?" "My good friend, pictures are not painted in a day.