Don't put such foolish ideas in my head." "What chance had I of being a lieutenant, and am I not one?
Well, Peter, you've helped to make a lieutenant of me, but I'll make a _man_ of you, and that's better.

Peter, I perceive, with all your simplicity, that you're not over and above simple, and that, with all your asking for advice, you can think and act for yourself on an emergency.

Now, Peter, these are talents that must not be thrown away in this cursed hole, and therefore, my boy, prepare yourself to quit this place in a week, wind and weather permitting; that is to say, not fair wind and weather, but the fouler the better.

Will you be ready at any hour of any night that I call you up ?" "Yes, O'Brien, I will, and do my best." "No man can do much more that ever I heard of.

But, Peter, do me one favour, as I am really a lieutenant, just touch your hat to me only once, that's all; but I wish the compliment, just to see how it looks." "Lieutenant O'Brien," said I, touching my hat, "have you any further orders ?" "Yes, sir," replied he; "that you never presume to touch your hat to me again, unless we sail together, and then that's a different sort of thing." About a week afterwards, O'Brien came to me, and said, "The new moon's quartered in with foul weather; if it holds, prepare for a start.