'Pon my soul I should.

You are a cool one, you are.

You go and run the prettiest little schooner there is along the coast upon the rocks, and then you have the confounded impudence to look me in the face and tell me the rudder wants greasing and it stuck." "So it did!" cried Jack Penny indignantly.

"Think I don't know?
I heard it squeak.

You weren't on board.