But you get avay till I say go?
Nevaire! Shump." He pointed upward, and the lads climbed aboard, looking wistfully to right and left as they recalled their adventures along the side in the dark, and saw old Daygo's boat hanging by her painter close under the stern.
"Took a lot of trouble for nothing, Cinder," said Mike sadly.
"Yes: can't always win," replied Vince.

"Never mind: I'm glad we tried." Mike had not the heart to say "So am I," though he felt that he ought to have done so; but, catching sight of the old fisherman leaning over the bulwark forward, he said instead,-- "There's that old wretch again! Oh, how I should like to--" He did not say what, but turned his back upon him in disgust.
"Yes--a beauty!" said Vince, scowling.

"I say, Mike, no wonder old Joe was always so well off that he never had to work.

Pst! here's the skipper." "_Non, mon ami_--ze capitaine.

_Eh bien_--ah, vell! you are on board again.