Then he looked down confusedly.

"'Seems to me that for a fellow just saved from drowning I haven't been over and above grateful, Dan." "Well, you was shook up and silly," said Dan.

"Anyway, there was only dad an' me aboard to see it.

The cook he don't count." "I might have thought about losing the bills that way," Harvey said, half to himself, "instead of calling everybody in sight a thief Where's your father ?" "In the cabin What d' you want o' him again ?" "You'll see," said Harvey, and he stepped, rather groggily, for his head was still singing, to the cabin steps, where the little ship's clock hung in plain sight of the wheel.

Troop, in the chocolate-and-yellow painted cabin, was busy with a note-book and an enormous black pencil, which he sucked hard from time to time "I haven't acted quite right," said Harvey, surprised at his own meekness.
"What's wrong naow ?" said the skipper "Walked into Dan, hev ye ?" "No; it's about you." "I'm here to listen." "Well, I--I'm here to take things back," said Harvey, very quickly.
"When a man's saved from drowning--" he gulped.
"Ey?
You'll make a man yet ef you go on this way." "He oughtn't begin by calling people names." "Jest an' right--right an' jest," said Troop, with the ghost of a dry smile.
"So I'm here to say I'm sorry." Another big gulp.
Troop heaved himself slowly off the locker he was sitting on and held out an eleven-inch hand.