Look here, Mark, ten thousand things may happen to us, one of which is that we may all die here of starvation." "Yes, sir." "Well, then, that's ten thousand to one.

Bah! Don't fidget now.

We have just landed in a little paradise, after running terrible risks from spear and kris, explosion, fire, storm, and wreck.

You ought to be thankful, and not growl." "I am thankful, sir." "Then show it, my lad.

Take what comes, like a man; do the best you can for everybody, and leave the rest." "I'll try, sir." "Try! nonsense! I know you already, my lad, better than you know yourself.