To this he privily assented; and that very evening, when Annatoo descended into the forecastle, we barred over her the scuttle-slide.

Long she clamored, but unavailingly.

And every night this was repeated; the dame saying her vespers most energetically.
It has somewhere been hinted, that Annatoo occasionally cast sheep's eyes at Jarl.

So I was not a little surprised when her manner toward him decidedly changed.

Pulling at the ropes with us, she would give him sly pinches, and then look another way, innocent as a lamb.