Here, send that man forward, and come into my cabin." "Ching, go right up to the forecastle," I said.
"No wantee go s'eep," he said angrily.

"Makee Ching bad see ship burned." "Never mind now; go and wait," I whispered; and he nodded and went off, while I walked hurriedly back to the captain, who led the way to his cabin.
Before I had gone many steps I had to pass Smith, who came quickly up to me.
"Hallo! old chap," he whispered, "what have you been up to now?
Wigging from the skipper?
I'll go and tell the Tanner, and we'll get clean handkerchiefs for a good cry.".