Thank'ee, thank'ee.' 'Gay has brilliant prospects,' observed Mr Carker, stretching his mouth wider yet: 'all the world before him.' 'All the world and his wife too, as the saying is,' returned the delighted Captain.
At the word 'wife' (which he had uttered without design), the Captain stopped, cocked his eye again, and putting the glazed hat on the top of the knobby stick, gave it a twirl, and looked sideways at his always smiling friend.
'I'd bet a gill of old Jamaica,' said the Captain, eyeing him attentively, 'that I know what you're a smiling at.' Mr Carker took his cue, and smiled the more.
'It goes no farther ?' said the Captain, making a poke at the door with the knobby stick to assure himself that it was shut.
'Not an inch,' said Mr Carker.
'You're thinking of a capital F perhaps ?' said the Captain.
Mr Carker didn't deny it.
'Anything about a L,' said the Captain, 'or a O ?' Mr Carker still smiled.
'Am I right, again ?' inquired the Captain in a whisper, with the scarlet circle on his forehead swelling in his triumphant joy.
Mr Carker, in reply, still smiling, and now nodding assent, Captain Cuttle rose and squeezed him by the hand, assuring him, warmly, that they were on the same tack, and that as for him (Cuttle) he had laid his course that way all along.

'He know'd her first,' said the Captain, with all the secrecy and gravity that the subject demanded, 'in an uncommon manner--you remember his finding her in the street when she was a'most a babby--he has liked her ever since, and she him, as much as two youngsters can.

We've always said, Sol Gills and me, that they was cut out for each other.' A cat, or a monkey, or a hyena, or a death's-head, could not have shown the Captain more teeth at one time, than Mr Carker showed him at this period of their interview.
'There's a general indraught that way,' observed the happy Captain.
'Wind and water sets in that direction, you see.

Look at his being present t'other day!' 'Most favourable to his hopes,' said Mr Carker.
'Look at his being towed along in the wake of that day!' pursued the Captain.

'Why what can cut him adrift now ?' 'Nothing,' replied Mr Carker.
'You're right again,' returned the Captain, giving his hand another squeeze.