He had never seen precisely that twinkle in Harvey's eye before.
"And the old man gave me ten and a half a month; he's paid me half now; and I took hold with Dan and pitched right in.

I can't do a man's work yet.

But I can handle a dory 'most as well as Dan, and I don't get rattled in a fog--much; and I can take my trick in light winds--that's steering, dear--and I can 'most bait up a trawl, and I know my ropes, of course; and I can pitch fish till the cows come home, and I'm great on old Josephus, and I'll show you how I can clear coffee with a piece of fish-skin, and--I think I'll have another cup, please.

Say, you've no notion what a heap of work there is in ten and a half a month!" "I began with eight and a half, my son," said Cheyne.
"That so?
You never told me, sir." "You never asked, Harve.

I'll tell you about it some day, if you care to listen.