You say your name's Green.

_Dark_ Green, I expect, eh?
Well, it's no business of mine.

You know where we're bound for, I suppose?
Well, we're bound for South America.

We're going to do it thoroughly; if ever we get there, which seems doubtful, for this infernal old tramp is more rotten than I thought.

But she's cheap, anyhow; and economy is my motto.