I feels it my dooty to tell ye, young man, that it be a dirty trick.

If this didn't chime in wi' my goodwill towards his Majesty's service, be danged if I'd touch the job with a pair o' tongs!" "Ay--but I reckon you'll do't, all the same, for t'other half that's to come when you've got en safe an' sound.

Dirty hands make clean money." "Well, well; ye've been dirtily sarved.

I'll see 'ee this arternoon at the 'Four Lords.' We've orders to sail at five, sharp; so there's no time to waste." "Then I won't detain 'ee.

Clk, Jessamy!" The jolting began again, more furiously than ever, as the stranger drew a long breath.