Guess they've shrunk some," said the boy.
"They ain't our style much--none of 'em.

Twist round an' see if you're hurt any." Harvey stretched himself in every direction, but could not report any injuries.
"That's good," the boy said heartily.

"Fix yerself an' go on deck.

Dad wants to see you.

I'm his son,--Dan, they call me,--an' I'm cook's helper an' everything else aboard that's too dirty for the men.