This, under his direction, I cleansed and sewed together, having first shaved the edges of the wound.

Then the calf of his leg was badly lacerated and looked as though it had been mangled by a bulldog.

Some sailor, he told me, had laid hold of it by his teeth, at the beginning of the fight, and hung on and been dragged to the top of the forecastle ladder, when he was kicked loose.
"By the way, Hump, as I have remarked, you are a handy man," Wolf Larsen began, when my work was done.

"As you know, we're short a mate.
Hereafter you shall stand watches, receive seventy-five dollars per month, and be addressed fore and aft as Mr.Van Weyden." "I--I don't understand navigation, you know," I gasped.
"Not necessary at all." "I really do not care to sit in the high places," I objected.

"I find life precarious enough in my present humble situation.