The Portuguese smiled a brilliant smile that Harvey learned to know well later, and a short-handled fork began to throw fish into the pen on deck.

"Two hundred and thirty-one," he shouted.
"Give him the hook," said Dan, and Harvey ran it into Manuel's hands.
He slipped it through a loop of rope at the dory's bow, caught Dan's tackle, hooked it to the stern-becket, and clambered into the schooner.
"Pull!" shouted Dan; and Harvey pulled, astonished to find how easily the dory rose.
"Hold on; she don't nest in the crosstrees!" Dan laughed; and Harvey held on, for the boat lay in the air above his head.
"Lower away," Dan shouted; and as Harvey lowered, Dan swayed the light boat with one hand till it landed softly just behind the mainmast.
"They don't weigh nothin' empty.

Thet was right smart fer a passenger.
There's more trick to it in a sea-way." "Ah ha!" said Manuel, holding out a brown hand.

"You are some pretty well now?
This time last night the fish they fish for you.

Now you fish for fish.