"I guess we'll have a lively time of it, for I heard 'Cutlets' say the barometer is dropping at a terrible rate." The "Kid" scurried further aft to give the order to the boatswain's mates and master-at-arms.
We looked out to seaward and noted the black sky and the rising wind.
"I guess you 'heroes' will have a chance to show what right you have to be called seamen," said "Stump," mimicking "Cutlets.".