She's a tramp, by the wheeze of 'er horn.

We've got to board 'er an' sink the launch.
If she's British, or American, O.K., as 'er people will stand by us.
If she's a Dago, we've got to collar 'er, run every whelp into the forehold, an' answer the cruiser's signals ourselves.

That's the sittiwation, accordin' to my reckonin'.

Now, 'oo's for it ?" "Butt right in, skipper," said a gentleman who claimed Providence, Rhode Island, as the place of his nativity.
Hozier, who had contrived to draw near Iris while Coke was speaking, breathed softly, so that none other could hear: "This is rank piracy.

But what else can we do ?" "Is it wrong ?" she asked.
"Well--no, provided we kill no one.