Don't get up to mischief, that's all! I'm responsible for you, remember." Toby thanked him humbly, swearing obedience and good behaviour.

The couch in Saltash's cabin was immediately under a porthole, and the fresh sea-air blew straight in.

He stretched his meagre person upon it with a sigh of contentment, and Saltash smiled down upon him.

"That's right.
You'll do there.

Let's see! What did you say your name was ?" "Toby, sir." "Toby Barnes or Toby Wright ?" said Saltash.
The boy started, turned very red, then very white, opened his mouth to speak, shut it tightly, and said nothing.
Saltash took out his cigarette-case and opened it with great leisureliness.