The morning the _Makambo_ entered Sydney harbour, Captain Duncan had another try for Michael.

The port doctor's launch was coming alongside, when he nodded up to Daughtry, who was passing along the deck: "Steward, I'll give you twenty pounds." "No, sir, thank you, sir," was Dag Daughtry's answer.

"I couldn't bear to part with him." "Twenty-five pounds, then.

I can't go beyond that.

Besides, there are plenty more Irish terriers in the world." "That's what I'm thinkin', sir.