Pray forgive me this time." "You must have been mad," cried the captain.

"Did you want to be buried alive ?" "No, sir.

I didn't think you'd fill up above me, and I thought I could creep out by and by; but--but they stopped up both ends of the hole, and then--then they piled up the boxes over my head, and it got so hot, sir, that--that--I could hardly breathe, and--and--and, sir, I couldn't bear it, I was obliged to cry for help; but I wish I'd died in my hole." "Poor wretch!" muttered the captain; but his son heard him and pressed nearer to his side, as he gazed at the stowaway, a man grown, but who was sobbing hysterically, and crying like a woman.
"Here, Widgeon, I told you to fetch one of the dock police," said the first-mate fiercely.
"Ay, ay, sir!" cried Billy Widgeon, and Mark's heart sank as he felt that his father was only secondary in power to the fierce red-nosed mate.

But the next instant a thrill of satisfaction shot through him, for his father said in a calm, firm way: "Stop!" "Ah, we'll soon set him right," said the mate; "a miserable, snivelling cur!" There was a laugh among the crew, and at a word from the mate they would have been ready to pitch the miserable object overboard.
"What is your name ?" said the captain.
"Jimpny, sir.

David Jimpny." "Pretty name for a Christian man," said the mate; and the crew all laughed.
"What have you been ?" said the captain.
"Anything, sir.