We have worked together in time past, but we work together no more in time present nor yet future.

Let go.

Cast off!' 'Gaffer! If you think to get rid of me this way--.' 'If I don't get rid of you this way, I'll try another, and chop you over the fingers with the stretcher, or take a pick at your head with the boat-hook.

Cast off! Pull you, Lizzie.

Pull home, since you won't let your father pull.' Lizzie shot ahead, and the other boat fell astern.