Draw the jib,' he cried a moment later; and then to Huish, 'Give me the wheel again, and see if you can coil that sheet.' But Huish stood and looked at Davis with an evil countenance.

'Do you know you struck me ?' said he.
'Do you know I saved your life ?' returned the other, not deigning to look at him, his eyes travelling instead between the compass and the sails.

'Where would you have been, if that boom had swung out and you bundled in the clack?
No, SIR, we'll have no more of you at the mainsheet.

Seaport towns are full of mainsheet-men; they hop upon one leg, my son, what's left of them, and the rest are dead.

(Set your boom tackle, Mr Hay.) Struck you, did I?
Lucky for you I did.' 'Well,' said Huish slowly, 'I daresay there may be somethink in that.
'Ope there is.' He turned his back elaborately on the captain, and entered the house, where the speedy explosion of a champagne cork showed he was attending to his comfort.
Herrick came aft to the captain.