Her voice sounded weary, and her eyes remained fastened on her child.
"And still Davidson could not accept it somehow; his contempt for these men was too great.
"'Look here, Davy,' she said.

'I'll go outside with them when they start, and it will be hard luck if I don't find something to laugh at.
They are used to that from me.

Laugh or cry--what's the odds.

You will be able to hear me on board on this quiet night.

Dark it is too.