"There are no such things as ghosts; and, besides, I don't see anything at all but the fog and the water!" "Oh, lawks, Master Bob!" screamed the frightened Dick in answer to this.
"Look t'other side and then you'll p'r'aps believe me.

Look t'other side! Look t'other side! I bees afeered! I bees afeered!" Bob shifted his seat to windward, so as to get a better view forwards and see what had alarmed Dick.
"Why, Dick, it's a ship!" he exclaimed in an ecstasy of delight the next instant.

"What you thought are angel's wings are the vessel's sails, though they are angel's wings to us!" "Be her a real ship, Master Bob ?" asked Dick, having another peep at the suspicious object and still not quite convinced as yet.

"Sure-ly ?" "Of course she is, I tell you," cried Bob.

"Look out now and let go the jib-sheet as I luff up.