"We'd see about that.

I tell you what, though, if I was skipper, this gunboat shouldn't leave the station while there was a pirate on the east coast." "Well, there won't be when we've done.

I say--oh dear me!--how is it the legs of your trousers will get tangled when you want to put 'em on in a hurry." "'Cause you put 'em on with your eyes tangled up.

Hear that ?" "What, you gabbling ?" "No; the screw at work." "Eh?
Yes.

What does it mean ?" "We're going back." "No!" "We are--full speed." "Without yard-arming the beggars who took that ship." "Yes; ain't it a shame ?" Barkins made no answer, but kept on dressing--snatching on his clothes, so to speak; and when we went on deck that bright, fine morning, there was a lowering look upon every face; and the officers were all snappish, the men discontented, and scowling at the two figures marching up and down the quarter-deck side by side.
I felt disappointed, for we had been looking forward to the exciting moments when we should first overhaul some piratical junk.