Maybe he'll take a nap yet, for all his airs, and then there's the chance for ye! And mind now, keep snug till the pilot's gone as I warned ye, and then it's the bold heart and the civil tongue, and just the good-nature of your ways, that'll be your best friends.

The cook tells me the captain's as dacent a man as iver he served with, so you might aisy do worse, and are not likely to do better.

Are ye hid now?
Whisht! Whisht!" I heard most of this through a lifted corner of the tarpaulin, under which I had the good luck to secrete myself without observation and without difficulty.

In the same manner I became witness to the admirable air of indifference with which Biddy was mixing herself a cup of coffee as the watchman approached.

I say _mixing_ advisedly, for as he came up she was conspicuously pouring some of the contents of the stone bottle into her cup.