I say, isn't it a beautiful night ?" "Who's going to think anything beautiful when one's like this?
It's horrible!" "Pst!" whispered Vince, for the voice of the captain was plainly heard overhead, and the deep growl of old Daygo in answer, the way in which the tones grew more subdued suggesting that the speakers had gone right forward.
"I should like to pitch that old villain overboard," said Mike, in a fierce whisper.
"Well, if you'd let me tie a rope round him first I'd help you, Ladle; but I shouldn't like him to drown till he'd had time to get a little better." "Better ?" said Mike: "he'll never grow any better." "Well, never mind him," said Vince.

"Now then, let's look the state of affairs in the face.

You won't tell us what to do, so I must see what I can think of." "Have you thought of anything ?" cried Mike eagerly.
"If you shout like that, it won't be much good if I have," said Vince, in an angry whisper.
"I'm very sorry, Vince," said Mike humbly.

"I'll be more careful." "We shan't get away if you're not." "Get away?
Then you see a chance ?" cried Mike eagerly.
"Just the tiniest spark of one if you're ready to try." "I'll try anything," whispered Mike.
"Wouldn't mind going into the seal hole again ?" "Vince, old chap, I'd do anything," said Mike, seizing his fellow-prisoner's arm and holding him tightly.

"What shall we do ?" "I'm afraid it's going to be very risky, for we don't know anything about the rocks and currents, and we may be upset.