And the fellows you're after are a dangerous lot, take my word for it.

Keep a good watch on your guns, and we'll be on the look out for the first news of you, and anything we can do we'll be there, you bet." And so the _Maggie Darling_ once more bared her whiteness to the breeze, and the world seemed once more a great world.
"It's good to be alive, Tom," I said, "on a day like this, though we get killed to-morrow." Tom agreed to this, so did Sailor; and so, I felt, did the _Maggie Darling,_ the loveliest, proud-sailed creature that ever leaned over and laughed in the grasp of the breeze..