I won't 'it yer; no, I won't." I came back and went on with my work; and here the episode ended for the time, though further developments were yet to take place.

I set the breakfast-table in the cabin, and at seven o'clock waited on the hunters and officers.

The storm had evidently broken during the night, though a huge sea was still running and a stiff wind blowing.

Sail had been made in the early watches, so that the _Ghost_ was racing along under everything except the two topsails and the flying jib.

These three sails, I gathered from the conversation, were to be set immediately after breakfast.