Now that his fit of rage had passed, the bulky skipper of the _Andromeda_ was red-faced and imperturbable as usual.

The manifold perils he had passed through showed no more lasting effect on him than a shower of sleet on the thick hide of the animal he so closely resembled.
"Are _you_ the captain ?" said the other.
"Yes, sir.

An' I'd like to 'ear w'y my ship or 'er present trip wasn't fit for enny young leddy, let alone----" "That is a matter for you to determine.

I suppose you know best how to conduct your own business.

My only concern is with the outcome of your rashness.