Dutton is only a master, you know; and it seems that a master on board ship is a very different thing from a master on shore; so Dutton, himself, has often told me." "Ay, Dutton is right enough as regards a king's ship, though the two offices are pretty much the same, when other craft are alluded to.

But, my dear Sir Wycherly, an admiral is not disgraced by keeping company with a boatswain, if the latter is an honest man.

It is true we have our customs, and what we call our quarter-deck and forward officers; which is court end and city, on board ship; but a master belongs to the first, and the master of the Plantagenet, Sandy McYarn, dines with me once a month, as regularly as he enters a new word at the top of his log-book.
I beg, therefore, you will extend your hospitality to whom you please--or--" the admiral hesitated, as he cast a good-natured glance at the master, who stood still uncovered, waiting for his superior to move away; "or, perhaps, Sir Wycherly, you would permit _me_ to ask a friend to make one of our party." "That's just it, Sir Gervaise," returned the kind-hearted baronet; "and Dutton will be one of the happiest fellows in Devonshire.

I wish we could have Mrs.Dutton and Milly, and then the table would look what my poor brother James--St.James I used to call him--what the Rev.James Wychecombe was accustomed to term, mathematical.

He said a table should have all its sides and angles duly filled.