"Quiet that spirit of mockery but a moment, and attend my words, I pray you.

No, I will not release you until I have spoken.

These are troublous times.

I may leave at any moment--must leave when my orders come, and I expect them every day, and before I go I must tell you this." Her downcast eyes could still see him blush and then pale a little under the sunburn and windburn of his face, as he went on speaking.
"I have no one; never had I a sister, I can remember no mother; believe me, I entreat you, when I tell you that to no woman have I ever said what I have just said to you.

We sailors think and speak and act quickly, it is a part of our profession; but if I should wait for years I should think no differently and act in no other way.