Neither was hurt a mite.

The mates and the crew, part of 'em, was standin' starin' at the pair.
"'For Heaven sakes!' says father; 'what happened ?' "The half-breed looked up and rubbed his head.

'Ugh!' says he, 'Billy Peter bust his shoe string.' "The cook, his name was O'Neill, looked at him disgusted.

'Well, begorra!' says he, 'Billy Peter, you don't exaggerate none, do ye! It's a good thing BOTH of 'em didn't bust or we'd have foundered.' "You remind me of Billy Peter, Mr.Ellery, you don't exaggerate.

Queer?
Some folks think your goin' to that meetin' last night QUEER?
At this moment one half of Trumet is talkin' about it and runnin' out to tell the other half.