'But there's another thing.

What are we to write ?' 'O my golly!' cried the exasperated Huish.

'Wot kind of man do YOU call yourself?
I'M goin' to tell you wot to write; that's my pitch; if you'll just be so bloomin' condescendin' as to write it down! WILLIAM JOHN ATTWATER, ESQ., SIR': he reiterated.

And the captain at last beginning half mechanically to move his pen, the dictation proceeded: It is with feelings of shyme and 'artfelt contrition that I approach you after the yumiliatin' events of last night.

Our Mr 'Errick has left the ship, and will have doubtless communicated to you the nature of our 'opes.