"As I live, they're pleasuring here in the most dangerous seas in the world! Music in the moonlight!" "What do you mean ?" asked Robert, astonished.
"Just what I say! A madness hath o'ercome 'em! Take a look through the glasses, Peter, and see a noble sight, but a strange one at such a time." He clapped the glasses to Robert's eyes.

The other ship, suddenly came near to them, and grew fourfold in size.

Every detail of her stood out sharp and vivid in the moonlight, a stout craft with all sails set to catch the good wind, a fine merchantman by every token, nearing the end of a profitable voyage.

Discipline was not to say somewhat relaxed, but at least kindly, the visible evidence of it an old sailor sitting with his back against the mast playing vigorously upon a violin, while a dozen other men stood around listening.
"Look at 'em, Peter.

Look at 'em," laughed the captain.