"You'll do as I tell you--now and always," he said, with royal finality.

"You've put yourself in my hands, and you'll have to put up with the consequences.

Got that ?" "Yes, sir," said Toby meekly.
"Then don't forget it!" said Saltash.
Toby subsided without further protest.

Perhaps the brandy helped to make him quiescent, or perhaps it was only the realization of his utter weakness and dependence; but from that moment he was as submissive as if he had been indeed the small captive animal to which his new owner had likened him.

At Saltash's behest and with his help, he presently crept back to his own cabin to divest himself of his hotel-livery and don the very roomy suit of pajamas that Murray the steward had served out to him.
Then, barefooted, stumbling, and shivering, he returned to where Saltash leaned smoking in the narrow dressing-room, awaiting him.
Saltash's dark face wore a certain look of grimness.