Lor', it's enough to make a man wish he was lost, and his son coming to look after him." "Then you have a son, captain ?" I said, looking at him wistfully.
"Me?
Not a bit of it.

My wife never had no little 'uns, for we always buys the boats, they arn't young ships.

I married my schooner, my lad; she's my wife.

But there, I'm talking away with a tongue like an old woman.

Send your traps aboard whenever you like, and--there, I like you--you're a good lad, and I'll help you as much as ever I can.