There, go into that state-room for to-night--it's mine.

You offered me your bed in Paris." "But you begged off, Captain, and so must I.Where do you sleep ?" "Lad, I don't sleep half a night out of three.

My clothes have not been off now for five days." "Ah, Captain, you sleep so little and scheme so much, you will die young." "I know it: I want to: I mean to.

Who would live a doddered old stump?
What do you think of my Scotch bonnet ?" "It looks well on you, Captain." "Do you think so?
A Scotch bonnet, though, ought to look well on a Scotchman.

I'm such by birth.