'Come right along here,' said he.
''S all righ'.

Sleep here 'th Atty-Attwa.

Go boar' t'morr',' replied the festive one.
'If you don't come, and come now, by the living God, I'll shoot you!' cried the captain.
It is not to be supposed that the sense of these words in any way penetrated to the mind of Hulsh; rather that, in a fresh attempt upon the cigar, he overbalanced himself and came flying erratically forward: a course which brought him within reach of Davis.
'Now you walk straight,' said the captain, clutching him, 'or I'll know why not!' ''S lose my ciga',' replied Huish.
The captain's contained fury blazed up for a moment.

He twisted Huish round, grasped him by the neck of the coat, ran him in front of him to the pier end, and flung him savagely forward on his face.
'Look for your cigar then, you swine!' said he, and blew his boat call till the pea in it ceased to rattle.
An immediate activity responded on board the Farallone; far away voices, and soon the sound of oars, floated along the surface of the lagoon; and at the same time, from nearer hand, Herrick aroused himself and strolled languidly up.

He bent over the insignificant figure of Huish, where it grovelled, apparently insensible, at the base of the figure-head.
'Dead ?' he asked.
'No, he's not dead,' said Davis.
'And Attwater ?' asked Herrick.
'Now you just shut your head!' replied Davis.