"I wonder the bright sun hasn't scorched your eyes out long before this, sir!" Dick was commencing an abject apology, but Mrs Gilmour stopped him.
"Oh, never mind the Captain," she said laughing at the poor lad's look of contrition.

"He's only `taking a rise' out of you, as he would call it." "Humph! is he ?" growled the Captain, blinking away and pretending to be very serious.

"But, come now, we must be off.

I want you to go along with me into Portsmouth; so, get your cap and we'll start at once." "Mayn't we come too ?" shouted Bob and Nellie in one breath together.
"Do say yes, Captain Dresser!" "Well, I don't know about you, Miss Nellie, for I may have to go into places where little girls may be in the way; besides which, I don't think you would like to leave your aunt all alone, eh ?" "Of course not, dear Captain, I forgot that," said Nellie, accepting this quiet suggestion of the old sailor as a final settlement of the question, without betraying a particle of ill-temper or dissatisfaction.
"I will stop with auntie." "Ah, you shan't lose anything by doing it, me darlint," smilingly said Mrs Gilmour, giving her an approving little pat on the cheek by way of caress.

"You and I, Nell, may have a little expedition of our own, perhaps." "But I may go with you and Dick," interposed Bob, by no means content to be left behind.