Rigging's a fine thing, sir; so's a ship.

You be a sailor, sir, and when you're a skipper you have me for your bosun.

I aren't so big as old Small, but I'd put a deal o' heart into it, and keep the men up to the mark." "Oh, I shall never be a captain," said Mark impatiently.
"I don't know so much about that, sir.

All the lads says as it was wonderful the way you went up after the rat." "After the what!" "Rat, sir.

The lads calls that stowaway chap the rat because he made hisself a hole down in the cargo.